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Bobby Blue Bland - Текст песни Poverty
Up every morning with the sun
I work all day 'til the evening comes
Busters and corns all in my hands
Lord, have mercy on a working man
I guess I'm gonna die, just like I live in poverty
My pay goes down and my tax goes upBobby Blue
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I drink my tea from a broken cup
Between my woman and uncle Sam
I can't figure out just what I am
I guess I'm gonna die, just like I live in poverty
Oh Lord, it's so hard
