(J. Ferguson/Sloan)
You've got lots to say, don't take this too seriously
(There's plenty of believers)
We hang on every word, almost deliriously
(Yes, we're the believers)
You could say it's borderline fanatic
Hit the chord, we're basically ecstatic
We can't afford to lose you, can't you see
Take good care of the poor boy
Oh well he's new in town and he won't settle down
Take good care of the poor boy
Oh well he's new in town and he won't settle down
You won't sit around waiting for it to happen to you
(There's plenty who will listen)
If you hide yourself away, your country may honour you
(A brighter future glistens)
Pulled alarms in shows of mere defiance
Draw the looks, don't choose this reliance
Crown of our creation, we're on our knees
Lord
Take good care of the poor boy
Oh well he's new in town and he won't settle down
Take good care of the poor boy
Oh well he's new in town and he won't settle down
Good luck saving the the poor boy
Oh when the city's down and he's gone underground
Ooooh if you leave us behind
Your songs they will stand for all time
Ooooh if you leave us behind (Yeah)
There'll be streets with your name on the sign (Yeah)
Oh Lord
Take good care of the poor boy
Oh well he's new in town and he won't settle down
Take good care of the poor boy
Oh well he's new in town and he won't settle down
Hey poor boy, hey poor boy, he'll never settle down
(He'll never settle down)
Hey poor boy, hey poor boy, he'll never settle down
(He'll never settle down)
Hey poor boy, hey poor boy, he'll never settle down
(He'll never settle down)
Hey poor boy, hey poor boy, he'll never settle down
