Mean Town Blues

Lord my mother she done told me

And my father done told me

My father told me too

Yeah my mother she done told me

And my father done told me too

It's a mean old town

To live in by yourself

Yeah work for a dollar or several thousand

Could not save a dime

You know I worked for a dollar,

Or several thousand

Man couldn't save a dime

Ain't nobody worried and there isn't nobody crying

Yeah I got my hands outside to get a hold on

Try to get some of my cash

Lord I try to get my hands outside to get a hold on

Try to get some of my cash

It's those great big smiles to keep us out of that trash

So I packed up my suitcase

And I move on town

Hit that lonesome road

You know I packed up my suitcase

And I hit that lonesome road

Move on town

I'm still crying to make it

When the day was done