Things are going to get better in the by-
And-by
And there ain't a thing for a poor man
In this world
Work through the winter, work through the
Spring
Yeah plant my corn and taters and then
It wouldn't rain
And there ain't a thing for a poor man
In this world
Now I got down on my knees
Lord I thought I'd pray
Along come a great big flood
Washed everything away
And there ain't a thing for a poor man
In this world
Work through the winter, Lord, work
Through this fall
All I got for Christmas was a pair of
Overalls
And there ain't a thing for a poor man
In this world
Well I got down on my knees
Looked up to the sky
All I can think of is to ask the good Lord
Why
And there ain't a thing for a poor man
In this world
Well hush up, honey, Lord don't get
Down
You know that I love you every way
Around
And there ain't a thing for a poor man
In this world
And there ain't a thing for a poor man
In this world
Hush up honey, don't you cry Things are going to get better in the by- And-by And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world Work through the winter, work through the Spring Yeah plant my corn and taters and then It wouldn't rain And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world Now I got down on my knees Lord I thought I'd pray Along come a great big flood Washed everything away And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world Work through the winter, Lord, work Through this fall All I got for Christmas was a pair of Overalls And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world Well I got down on my knees Looked up to the sky All I can think of is to ask the good Lord Why And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world Well hush up, honey, Lord don't get Down You know that I love you every way Around And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world And there ain't a thing for a poor man In this world Explain Request ×
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