Poor Unlucky Me

Lyric: Mort Dixon
Music: Harry Warren
Year: 1929
Original publisher: Remick Music Corp.

Verse 1:

I feel just like a withered up flower,
Because I'm so unlucky in love;
Peek through my window pane any hour,
I mean at night,
You'll see this lonely sight;

Chorus:

Poor unlucky me, sitting in a corner,
Poor unlucky me, gee, I'm blue.
Across the way,
The lights are gay,
The music I hear;
They're dancing there
Without a care,
While I'm so weary;
Poor unlucky me, gazing at the moonlight,
Hoping I may find sympathy.
I want two arms to lie in,
Two lovin' arms to cry in,
Poor unlucky me.

Verse 2:

Nobody seems to care if I'm lonesome,
Nobody seems to care if I'm sad;
Each night I'm sitting there by my ownsome,
I'm, oh, so blue,
Please tell me what to do;

[Chorus]