Busted

The bills are all due and my baby needs shoes But I'm busted Cotton is down to a quarter a pound But I'm busted I got a cow that's gone dry and a hen that won't lay A big stack of bills that get bigger each day The county's gonna haul my belongings away I'm busted. I called brother Bill, thought I'd get me a loan I was busted Lord, I hate to beg like a dog for a bone But I'm busted But Bill said that "There ain't a thing I can do, My wife and my kids are all down with the flu, And I was just thinkin' about callin' on you, I'm busted." Now Lord, I'm no thief, but a man can go wrong When he's busted The food that we canned last summer is gone I'm busted The fields are all bare and the cotton won't grow Me and my family's gotta pack up and go Where I'll make a living, the Lord only, knows I'm busted