| Song | Poor Lost Soul |
| Artist | James McMurtry |
| Album | Too Long In The Wasteland |
| 作词 : McMurtry | |
| McMurtry | |
| You heard the bright lights calling | |
| Many years ago | |
| You never came back crawling | |
| How you hung in there I don't know | |
| You're at home in the big town | |
| You got it all figured out | |
| Back home they can't believe it | |
| They don't know what you're about | |
| Your sister loves jesus | |
| She drives an oldsmobile | |
| Says you ought to come visit | |
| Says what you need is a home-cooked meal | |
| (chorus) | |
| And she prays for your poor lost soul | |
| And she prays for your poor lost soul | |
| Your brother was a doctor | |
| They sent him to the pen | |
| Medicare fraud | |
| They say he's doing it again | |
| Your mother's doing all right | |
| She owns a quick-stop store | |
| She used to call every Sunday | |
| But she doesn't anymore | |
| (chorus) | |
| Sometimes you got to wonder | |
| How it all would've been | |
| And you wonder if you had to | |
| Could you go back again | |
| You fly home for christmas dinner | |
| It's just like the good old days | |
| Fighting with your mom | |
| Fighting with your sister | |
| Your brother had sense | |
| So he stayed away | |
| Back home in the big town | |
| You got it all figured out | |
| And isn't it a comfort knowing | |
| Without a doubt | |
| (chorus) |
| zuò cí : McMurtry | |
| McMurtry | |
| You heard the bright lights calling | |
| Many years ago | |
| You never came back crawling | |
| How you hung in there I don' t know | |
| You' re at home in the big town | |
| You got it all figured out | |
| Back home they can' t believe it | |
| They don' t know what you' re about | |
| Your sister loves jesus | |
| She drives an oldsmobile | |
| Says you ought to come visit | |
| Says what you need is a homecooked meal | |
| chorus | |
| And she prays for your poor lost soul | |
| And she prays for your poor lost soul | |
| Your brother was a doctor | |
| They sent him to the pen | |
| Medicare fraud | |
| They say he' s doing it again | |
| Your mother' s doing all right | |
| She owns a quickstop store | |
| She used to call every Sunday | |
| But she doesn' t anymore | |
| chorus | |
| Sometimes you got to wonder | |
| How it all would' ve been | |
| And you wonder if you had to | |
| Could you go back again | |
| You fly home for christmas dinner | |
| It' s just like the good old days | |
| Fighting with your mom | |
| Fighting with your sister | |
| Your brother had sense | |
| So he stayed away | |
| Back home in the big town | |
| You got it all figured out | |
| And isn' t it a comfort knowing | |
| Without a doubt | |
| chorus |