Lyrics

Well, the doctor comes around with his face all bright And he says, "In a little while you'll be alright" All he gives is a humbug pill Dose of dope and a great big bill Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? Well, there once was a time when everything was cheap But now prices nearly put a man to sleep When we get our grocery bill We just feel like making our will Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? Prohibition's good if it's conducted right There's no sense in shooting a man 'til he shows flight Officers kill without a cause Then they complain about the funny laws Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
Writer(s): Alfred Reed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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