Nhạc sĩ: Ry Cooder
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Sad tune about farmers.
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Well, there once was a time
When everything was cheap
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But now prices nearly puts a man to sleep
When we get our grocery bill
We just feel like we're making our will
Tell me, how can a poor man stand
Such times and love
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Well, there once was a time
When the doctor comes around
His face so bright
And he says in a little while
You'll be all right
All he gives is a humbug pill
A dose of dope and a great big bill
Tell me, how can a poor man stand
Such times and love
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I remember when dry goods
Was cheap as dirt
You could pay two bets
And buy a dandy shirt
Now we pay ten bucks or more
Maybe get a shirt
That another man wore
Tell me how can a poor man
Stand such times and love
Most all preachers
Preach for gold
And not for soul
That's what keeps us poor folks
Always in a hole
We can't hardly get our breath
Maxed in school
And a priesthood
Is dead
Tell me how can a poor man
Stand such times and love
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Well now it's time
For every man
To be awake
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We pay fifty bucks
We pay fifty cents a pound
When we ask for a stay
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When we get our package home
Little water, paper
With a gristle and bow
Tell me how can a poor man
Stand such times and love
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All breakin' tonight
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Bill
keeping Bill busy
I don't know if there's one for it
put any old first on there
let's see