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Dean Madonia: Music

Poor Man's Physician

(Dean Madonia)
March 22, 2006
Words And Music Dean Madonia
How many people do you know without health insurance? You say you don't have any? Me neither.
Here is a song I wrote while I was laid up after a car accident.

Poor Man’s Physician

Working like a maniac
Must of finally broke my back
Found me laying in a heap
I guess I need to get some sleep
Suppose I should take a pill
I can’t afford the doctor’s bill
I’m gonna have to go through hell
And find a way to get me well

You understand my position
I’ve been out of commission
When I do the addition
I need a poor man’s physician

Bills are coming every day
I wish that they would go away
People call me on the phone
I pretend that I’m not home
My friends they all been comin round
To watch me laying on the ground
Trying all of their advice
But the pains too bad to treat them nice

You understand my position
I’ve been out of commission
When I do the addition
I need a poor man’s physician
I don’t belive in superstition
I don’t need a magician
Till I’m back in remission
I need a poor man’s physician

laying here wondering what i’ve done wrong
I’ve fallen behind and the world keeps moving on
All I can do is lay here and think of this song
What am I gonna do

I’ve been feeling obsolete
Can’t wait to get on my feet
I don’t need to see some quack
To Monday morning quarterback
A week of rest is all I need
And maybe just a little weed
Extra pain pills from a friend
To get me through until the end

You understand my position
I’ve been out of commission
When I do the addition
I need a poor man’s physician
I don’t believe in superstition
I don’t need a magician
Till I’m back in remission
I need a poor man’s physician