Tin Cup Blues

I was down and I cried, my soda cake wouldn't crumble nice
I was down and I cried, my soda cake won't crumble nice
And it's tough to see a man go to the rack and almost starve and die

I stood on the corner and I almost bust my head
I stood on the corner and almost bust my head
I couldn't earn enough money to buy me a loaf of bread

Baby, times is so hard I almost call it tough
I said, babe, times is so hard I almost call it tough
I can't earn money to buy no bread and you know I can't buy my snuff

My gal's a housemaid and she earns a dollar a week
I said, my gal's a housemaid and she earns a dollar a week
And I'm so hungry on payday I can hardly speak

Now gather 'round me people, let me tell you a true fact
I said, gather 'round me people and let me tell you a true fact
That tough luck has struck me and the rats is sleepin' in my hat



Credits
Writer(s): Blind Lemon Jefferson
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