My bills are all due and the baby needs shoes
And I`m busted
Cotton is down to a quarter a pound
But I`m busted
I got a cow that went dry and a hen that won`t
lay
A big stack of bills that gets bigger each day
The county`s gonna haul my belongings away
`Cause I`m busted.
I went to my brother to ask for a loan
`Cause I was busted
I hate to beg like a dog without his bone
But I`m busted
My brother said there ain`t a thing I can do
My wife and my kids are all down with the flu
And I was just thinking about callin` on you
And I`m busted.
Well I am no thief but a man can go wrong
When he`s busted
The food that we packed that last summer is gone
And I`m busted
The fields are all bare and the cotton won`t grow
Me and my fam`ly got to pack up and go
But I`ll make a living just where I don`t know
`Cause I`m busted.
Words and music by Harlan Howard
(copyright 1962 tree publishing co.,inc.)
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