Blind Lemon Jefferson

Blind Lemon Jefferson - Tin Cup Blues lyrics

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I was down and I cried : *my pillowcase was on the line*
Ain't it tough to see a man : go to *wreck and almost 
fall and die*
I stood on the corner : and almost bust my head
I couldn't earn enough money : to buy me a loaf of bread
Baby times is so hard : I almost call it tough
I can't earn money to buy no bread : and you know I can't 
buy my snuff
My gal's a housemaid : and she earns a dollar a week
And I'm so hungry on payday : I can't hardly speak
Now gather around me people : let me tell you a true fact
That tough luck has sunk me : and the rats is creeping in 
my hat
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Language: English

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