Lyrics

Well Mama she's working in the kitchen but the pantry done run dry Thinking 'bout all those mouths to feed and Mama just up and cry Daddy he's working in the field all day but he can't get the whip to crack There's a man from the bank calling on the telephone said "I want my money back!" We got them Poor Man Blues Everybody got the Poor Man Blues Whole world knows the Poor Man Blues You can't do nothing about the Poor Man Blues Good God, help me now! Well Brother he up and robbed the liquor store sheriff said he can't go back to town no more. Gonna join the U.S.M.C. gonna fight the rich man's "Woah, now now now..." Sister she been skimming off of Mama's pills and she's wishing she could sell what's left Cause' there's man downtown in a shiny black car got a debt he won't forget. We got them Poor Man Blues Everybody got the Poor Man Blues Whole world knows the Poor Man Blues You can't do nothing about the Poor Man Blues Good God, help me now! I'm out traveling town to town I'm just trying to pay my dues. I got a new guitar and beat up car. It's a fast track for the Poor Man Blues, I got 'em! We got them Poor Man Blues Everybody got the Poor Man Blues Whole world knows the Poor Man Blues You don't know nothing about the Poor Man Blues Good God, help me now! Good God, help me now!
Writer(s): Zachary Wilkerson, Russell Shahan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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