Poor Boy Blues

One more time

Just a little thing they call they poor man blues

I've been a working in a cotton field way down south

Choppin' and a pickin' lord and followin' the plow

Tryin' to make a livin' on the poor hard ground

I asked for a loan but the boss turned me down

But I'll keep on a workin' cause a can't get down

Another load of Cotton' gotta take into town

I'll take my little money and buy a new par' shoes

I got a woman sittin' home humming the poor boy blues

She goes ahumm ahumm Poor old soul she goes ahumm mm mm

Just a little thing they call the poor boys blues

I got in debt to the bank and now I can't move on

I'll stay in the field til the last bo's gone

I got one old mule, that I recon' is my own

They might keep me down but I'll keep humming my song

I'll go amm ahumm mm

One more time amm mm aumm mm

Just a little thing they call the poor boys blues

Ah they say the great society goin' a change a few things

A farmer like me I wonder what it's goin' a bring

I don't pay taxes I say it with a smile

Cause I ain't never made enough in my life to file

But I'll keep on a workin' til the lord calls me home

That's when I'll know if I've done wrong

I keep on a humming let everybody sue

The Poor national anthem called the Poor blues

I go amm amm mm

One more time amm amm

Just a little thing they call the poor boys blues

Amm mm amm

One more time mm fade out