Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hush up, honey, don't you cry
Things are gonna get better in the by and by
And there ain't a thing for a poor man in this world
[Verse 2]
Work through the winter, work through the spring
Yeah, plant my corn and taters, then it wouldn't rain
And there ain't a thing for a poor man in this world
[Verse 3]
Well, I got down on my knees, Lord, I thought I'd pray
'Long come great big flood, washed everything away
And there ain't a thing for a poor man in this world
[Verse 4]
Work through the winter, Lord, I'll work through this fall
All I got for Christmas, pair of overalls
And there ain't a thing for a poor man in this world
[Verse 5]
Well, I got down on my knees, looked up to the sky
All I can think of, ask the good Lord why
And there ain't a thing for a poor man in this world
[Verse 6]
Well, hush up, honey, Lord, don't get down
You know that I love you every way around
And there ain't a thing for a poor man in this world
[Verse 7]
And there ain't a thing for a poor man in this world
Written by: Critter Fuqua, Ketch Secor, Kevin Paul Hayes, Morgan Jahnig, Willie Watson
