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# Debut Chart
65 Sep '66 Hot 100
9 Sep '66 R&B

Lyrics

Up every morning With the sun I work all day Til the evening comes Blisters and corns All in my hands Lord, have mercy On a working man I guess I'm gonna die Just like I live In poverty My pay goes down And my tax goes up I drink my tea From a broken cup


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Between my woman And Uncle Sam I can't figure out Who's fool I am I guess I'm gonna die Just like I'm living In poverty Oh, Lord, it's so hard But it's fair Everybody talk but Nobody really care Lord, I can't save a dime Can't borrow one cent If I pay my bills I can't pay my rent The old lady's fussing And the kids are crying They won't let me join The welfare line I guess I'm gonna die Just like I'm living In poverty There's a war on poverty They say it's going around But all that means, people They're trying hard To keep you down Oh, oh, oh, Lord, poverty That's where I'm gonna stay now

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