Standin` there, by the old town clock.
With my coat in my hand,
I thought I`d go for a walk
Like my Momma said: "You`ll never be poor",
But can you really be sure
You`ve got to help, doctor doctor, got to take the cure.
Strollin` round, I was hit by surprise,
By a bit of a dream,
That looked me straight in the eyes.
My Momma said: "You`ll never be poor",
But can you really be sure?
You`ve got to help, doctor doctor, got to take the cure.
Everyday, I think I see her again,
With the passing of time,
My chances just never came.
Like my Momma said: "You`ll never be poor",
But can you really be sure?
You`ve got to help, doctor doctor, got to take the cure.
Fourteen years, since I saw her that night,
Things are not quite the same,
My head just ain`t feelin` right.
My Momma said: "You`ll never be poor",
But can you really be sure?
You`ve gotta to help, doctor doctor, got to take the cure.
Oh you`re right that I tried,
To tell myself that I`ll be all right.
Feelin` poor, that`s for sure,
I need a bowl of my Momma`s cure.
Oh you`re right that I tried,
To tell myself that I`ll be all right,
Feelin` poor, that`s for sure,
I need a bowl of my Momma`s cure.