poor jeremiah,
his body is broken
lying in the alley
where he fell
his head is racing home
to the heel of california
poor jeremiah weed

he's got his friends
he's got his devices
he got no need for you
no need for sympathy,
no need for surprises
poor jeremiah weed

well, i know when it comes to blows
the pain he laid down never fades
and i hope jeremiah knows
that's the way it goes
the sun will find no shame upon him

poor jeremiah
seven pockets stuck with empty
people walking everywhere
no one says a word
just tracking time
but it won't sit still
poor jeremiah weed

well i know when it comes to blows
the pain he laid down never fades
and i hope jeremiah knows
that's the way it goes
the sun will find no shame upon him

poor jeremiah
all hail the holy roller
a winner in the city
make you think you're in hell
it's hard to believe that he was laughing at you
poor jeremiah weed

oh, poor jeremiah weed
oh, poor jeremiah weed