Poor, Poor Pitiful Me

Heartache Chronicles: Linda Ronstadt's Tale of Love's Rollercoaster
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Lyrics

Well, I lay my head on the railroad track

Expressing vulnerability by laying one's head on the railroad track, suggesting a sense of despair or self-destructive tendencies.

Waiting on the double E

Waiting for a train (double E) to come, possibly symbolizing hope or a way out of the current situation.

But the train don't run by here no more

Realizing that the expected solution (train) is no longer available, leading to a feeling of hopelessness.

Poor, poor pitiful me

Describing the narrator's state as "poor, poor pitiful me," emphasizing a sense of self-pity and distress.


Poor, poor pitiful me

Repetition of the narrator's pitiful state, blaming boys for not letting her be at peace.

Poor, poor pitiful me

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Oh, these boys won't let me be

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Lord, have mercy on me

Seeking mercy and expressing sorrow, indicating a plea for relief from the distressing circumstances.

Woe, woe is me

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Well, I met a man out in Hollywood

Describing an encounter with a man in Hollywood, possibly portraying a negative or exploitative experience.

Now I ain't naming names

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Well, he really worked me over good

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Just like Jesse James

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Yes, he really worked me over good

Acknowledging the harm done by the man and comparing the experience to a "waring blender," highlighting the emotional turmoil.

He was a credit to his gender

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Put me through some changes, Lord

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Sort of like a waring blender

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Poor, poor pitiful me

Reiteration of the narrator's pitiful state, emphasizing the persistent interference of boys in her life.

Poor, poor pitiful me

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Oh, these boys won't let me be

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Lord, have mercy on me

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Woe, woe is me

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Well, I met a boy in the Vieux Carres

Narrating an incident with a boy in Vieux Carres, indicating another distressing encounter with someone who pleads for mercy.

Down in Yokohama

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He picked me up and he threw me down

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He said, "Please don't hurt me, mama"

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Poor, poor pitiful me

Repetition of the pitiful state and the plea for mercy, reinforcing the theme of constant suffering caused by others.

Poor, poor pitiful me

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Oh, these boys won't let me be

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Lord, have mercy on me

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Woe, woe is me

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Poor, poor, poor me

Continued expression of the narrator's pitiful state, highlighting the repetitive and ongoing nature of her struggles.

Poor, poor pitiful me

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Poor, poor, poor me

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Poor, poor pitiful me

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Poor, poor, poor me

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Poor, poor pitiful me

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