Lyrics
Standin' there, by the old town clock.
Reflecting on a specific moment near the old town clock.
With my coat in my hand,
Carrying my coat, contemplating a walk.
I thought I'd go for a walk
Deciding to go for a stroll, possibly seeking solace or clarity.
Like my Momma said "You'll never be poor",
Recalling advice from the speaker's mother about avoiding poverty.
But can you really be sure
Questioning the certainty of avoiding poverty.
You've got to help, doctor doctor, got to take the cure.
Expressing the need for help and a cure, possibly metaphorical.
Strollin' round, I was hit by surprise,
Experiencing a surprise or revelation while wandering.
By a bit of a dream,
Encountering a dream or aspiration directly confronting the speaker.
That looked me straight in the eyes.
Highlighting the impact of the dream on the speaker.
My Momma said "You'll never be poor",
Reiterating the maternal advice on avoiding poverty.
But can you really be sure?
Raising doubts about the certainty of the advice.
You've got to help, doctor doctor, got to take the cure.
Emphasizing the need for assistance and a remedy.
Everyday, I think I see her again,
Revisiting memories of seeing someone, possibly the mother, daily.
With the passing of time,
Not seizing opportunities as time passes.
My chances just never came.
Expressing regrets about missed chances.
Like my Momma said "You'll never be poor",
Repeating the maternal advice on avoiding poverty.
But can you really be sure?
Questioning the certainty of escaping poverty.
You've got to help, doctor doctor, got to take the cure.
Reiterating the call for help and a remedy.
Fourteen years, since I saw her that night,
Reflecting on a significant event fourteen years ago.
Things are not quite the same,
Noticing changes in life since that night.
My head just ain't feelin' right.
Experiencing mental discomfort or confusion.
My Momma said "You'll never be poor",
Recalling maternal advice on avoiding poverty.
But can you really be sure?
Questioning the certainty of the advice.
You've gotta to help, doctor doctor, got to take the cure.
Stressing the need for assistance and a cure.
Oh you're right that I tried,
Acknowledging attempts to convince oneself of well-being.
To tell myself that I'll be all right.
Struggling with the notion of being alright.
Feelin' poor, that's for sure,
Feeling genuinely poor and in need of a remedy.
I need a bowl of my Momma's cure.
Expressing a desire for the comforting remedy provided by the speaker's mother.
Oh you're right that I tried,
Reiterating efforts to convince oneself of well-being.
To tell myself that I'll be all right,
Struggling with the idea of being alright.
Feelin' poor, that's for sure,
Continuing to feel genuinely poor and in need of a remedy.
I need a bowl of my Momma's cure.
Expressing a persistent desire for the comforting remedy provided by the speaker's mother.
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