The bills are all due

The babies need shoes

I'm busted

Cotton is down to a quarter a pound

I'm busted

Got a cow that's gone dry

Hen that won't lay

A big stack of bills get bigger each day

The county gonna haul my belongings away

I'm busted

I called brother Bill to ask for a loan

I was busted

Lord, I hate to beg like a dog for a bone

I'm busted

My brother said

There ain't a thing I can do

My wife and my kids

They're all down with the flu

I was just thinkin' of callin' on you

I'm busted

Now Lord, I'm no thief

But I could go wrong

I'm so busted

The food that we canned last summer is gone

I'm busted

The fields are all bare

The cotton won't grow

Me and my family's gotta pack up and go

Where I'll make a living

Lord only knows

I'm busted

Where I'll make a living

Lord only knows

I'm busted