My situation is kinda dire
Got rusty rims and baldy tires
Chewing gum and chicken wire
Keeping all my shit together
My well is dry, my luck is dryer
My crops are dead, my barn caught fire
I’m half foreclosed without a buyer
I ain’t dead but I’ve been better
Ain’t got much left
I’m still a man
I’m doing
Everything I can
My baby took a bus one day
And said she’d be back right away
She sent a letter yesterday
Saying where to send her stuff
I ain’t the type to kneel and pray
You’ll never hear me bitch and bray
But Lord them skies are awful gray
And things are looking tough
Ain’t got much left
I’m still a man
I’m doing
Everything I can
Richard W. Bray
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