poor man

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

work through the winter

work through the spring

yeah plant my corn and taters and then it wouldn't rain

and there ain't a thing for a poor man

in this world

now i got down on my knees

lord i thought i'd pray

along come a great big flood

washed everything away

and there ain't a thing for a poor man

in this world

work through the winter

lord

work through this fall

all i got for christmas was a pair of overalls

and there ain't a thing for a poor man

in this world

well i got down on my knees

looked up to the sky

all i can think of is to ask the good lord why

and there ain't a thing for a poor man

in this world

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

and there ain't a thing for a poor man

in this world