Bruce Robison | Encore!

🎵 Bruce Robison | Encore! 🎵 - Length: 0:6:51

Poor Man's Son - Written by Charlie Robison Summer Wind - Songwriters: Johnny Mercer / Henry Mayer / Hans Bradtke Live August 23, 2025 Live from Norfolk Street is an on-going concert series recorded live at McGonigel's Mucky Duck in Houston, Texas. Our live-streamed concert series is listener supported. For access to our catalog of full length shows, extras, encores, and interviews, become a contributing member at: https://livefromnorfolkstreet.com/ Lyrics: I was a boy, I was a good little boy Wantin’ in the playground fun They said ah na ney boy you can’t play ‘Cause you were born a poor man’s son I met a girl, she was a pretty little girl Would you be my only one She said meet me where nobody can see ‘Cause you were born a poor man’s son I spent all my lifetime Thinkin’ what I coulda done While I worked my fingers to the bone I met a man, he was a business man I said I’m a hard workin’ son of a gun He said you know the rule You should’ve stayed in school But you were born a poor man’s son I spent all my lifetime Thinkin’ what I coulda done While I worked my fingers to the bone I met a guy, he was a crazy guy He said I’m goin’ to get me some Let’s go across the tracks where They keep that jack All we need is a little back gun They got the hounds and they Tracked us down They said we know what you have done You’re gonna do the time it’s gonna Fit the crime You shoulda shot a poor man’s son Lyrics: The summer wind came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there to touch your hair and walk with me All summer long, we sang a song And then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts and the summer wind Like painted kites Those days and nights they went flyin' by The world was new beneath a blue umbrella sky Then softer than a piper man One day it called to you I lost you, I lost you to the summer wind The autumn wind and the winter winds They have come and gone And still the days, those lonely days, they go on and on And guess who sighs his lullabies Through nights that never end My fickle friend, the summer wind The summer wind Warm summer wind The summer wind