| Seven cent cotton an' a forty cent meat
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| How in the world can a poor man eat?
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| Flour up high and cotton down low
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| How in the world can we raise the dough?
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| Clothes worn out, shoes run down
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| Ol' slouch hat with a hole in the crown
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| Back nearly broken and fingers all sore
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| Cotton gone down to rise no more
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| Seven cent cotton an' eight dollar pants
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| Who in the world has got a chance?
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| We can’t buy clothes, we can’t buy meat
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| Too much cotton and not enough to eat
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| Can’t help each other, what’ll we do?
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| I can’t explain it so it’s up to you
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| Seven cent cotton and two dollar hose
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| Guess we’ll have to do without any clothes
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| Seven cotton an' a forty meat
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| How in the world can a poor man eat?
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| Mules in the barn no crop laid by
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| Corn crib’s empty and the cow’s gone dry
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| Well water low, nearly outta sight
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| Can’t take a bath on a Saturday night
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| No use talkin', any man is beat
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| With seven cent cotton an' a forty cent meat
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| Seven cent cotton an' a forty cent meat
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| How in the world can a poor man eat?
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| Poor are gettin' poorer all around here
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| Kids comin' regular every year
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| Fatten our harvest, take into town
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| All we get is six cents a pound
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| Very next day we have to buy it back
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| Forty cents a pound in a paper sack |