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Well, the doctor comes 'round here with his face all bright |
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And he says "in a little while you'll be alright" |
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All he gives is a humbug pill, a dose of dope and a great big bill |
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Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live? |
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"Me and my old school pals had some mighty high times down here |
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And what happened to you poor black folks, well it just ain't fair" |
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He took a look around, gave a little pep talk, said "I'm with you" then he took a little walk |
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Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live? |
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There's bodies floatin' on Canal and the levees gone to Hell |
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Martha, get me my sixteen gauge and some dry shells |
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Them who's got got out of town and them who ain't got left to drown |
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Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live? |
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Go ahead! |
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Got family scattered from Texas all the way to Baltimore |
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Yeah and I ain't got no home in this world no more |
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Gonna be a judgment that's a fact, a righteous train rollin' down this track |
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Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live? |
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Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live? |
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Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live? |
