He's taking tablets for his job To get him through his day From one end to another He's taking tablets for his job To get him through his life From one end to another Poor John Another drink, and then he's on his way To do his work for another day Another pint, and then he's on his way Just another half a day Poor John Muscles aching from the sweat and strain Head falling to the floor Of the morning train Drowning in the misery of life From A to B, then back again (then back again) Poor John