We moved here from somewhere when I was fourteen
Worked this poor ground for bacon and beans
Landlord told me, hard times is near
DidnÂ't mean a thing 'cause theyÂ're already here
CHORUS
Daylight till dark my workÂ's never done
Lord have mercy on this sharecropperÂ's son
MamaÂ's got the fever and the babyÂ's sick too
PapaÂ's uptown soakinÂ' up that brew
Just out of prison, says he ainÂ't going back
AinÂ't a bloodhound in Georgia that can follow his tracks.
(Repeat Chorus)
We bought a new mule, brought him up from down south
HeÂ'll kick the chew of tobacco right out of your mouth
Water in the well nearly out of sight
CanÂ't take a bath on a Saturday night. (Repeat Chorus)

Our crops are all wilted, no rain day or night
PreacherÂ's here for dinner, we ainÂ't got a bite
Eleven in the family, ten Daughters and a son
Mama just told us thereÂ'd be another one.