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My bills are all due and the babies need shoes,But I'm BustedCotton's gone down to a quarter a poundAnd I'm BustedI got a cow that's gone dryAnd a hen that won't layA big stack of billsGetting bigger each dayThe county's gonna haul my belongings away,But I'm BustedSo I called on my brother to ask for a loan'Cause I was BustedI hate to beg like a dog for a bone,But I'm BustedMy brother said, "there's not a thing I can do,My wife and my kidsAre all down with the fluAnd I was just thinkin' about callin' on you,'Cause I'M Busted."Lord, I ain't no thief, but a man can go wrong,When he's BustedThe food that we canned last summer is gone,But I'm BustedNow the fields are all bareAnd the cotton won't growMe and my family's gotta pack up and goBut I'll make a living, just where, I don't know'Cause I'm Busted
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