| I’m just like an old rooster, out way out here on a hill
|
| I’m just like an old rooster, out way out here on a hill
|
| People I’m done scratchin', ooh Lord Big Bill is just tryin' to live
|
| I’m just like Joe’s turkey, I can’t do nothing but bauble (?)
|
| I’m so poor baby, I have to lean up against the fence to garble (?)
|
| Yeah now baby, gal, I believe I change town
|
| Yeah I’m down so low baby, ooh Lord girl
|
| I declare I’m lookin' up at down
|
| The men in the mine baby
|
| They all lookin' down at me
|
| Gal I’m down so low baby
|
| I’m low as I can be
|
| Yeah now baby
|
| Girl I’m down as I can be
|
| Gal I’m down so low baby
|
| Ooh Lord everybody’s lookin' down on poor me
|
| Everything I get a hold of baby
|
| It goes away like snow in June
|
| If I get a chance now baby again
|
| I’m goin' up to the moon
|
| Yeah now baby
|
| Yeah I believe I change town
|
| Yeah poor me down so low baby
|
| Big Bill is lookin' up at down |