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letra de eleven cent cotton, forty cent meat - bob miller

‘leven cotton and forty cent meat
how in the world can a poor man eat?
flour up high and cotton down low
how in the world can we raise the dough?
our clothes worn out, shoes run down
old slouch hat with a hole in the crown
back nearly broken and fingers all wore
cotton goin’ down to rise no more

‘leven cotton, eight dollar pants
who in the world has got a chance?
we can’t buy clothes; we can’t buy meat;
got too much cotton, not enough to eat
can’t help each other; what shall we do?
i can’t solve the problem so it’s up to you
‘leven cotton, one dollar hose
guess we will have to go without any clothes

‘leven cent cotton, forty cent meat
keep gettin’ thinner, ’cause we don’t eat
tried to raise peas; tried to raise beans
all we can raise is turnip greens
folk’s always sick; paw must cough
ain’t had no sugar since ma dropped off
no use talkin’, any man’s beat
with ‘leven cent cotton and forty cent meat
‘leven cent cotton, forty cent meat
how in the world can a poor man eat?
mule’s in the barn, the crop’s laid by:
the crib’s plumb empty and the cow’s gone dry
well water’s low, nearly out of sight
can’t take a bath on a sat-rday night
no use talkin’, any man’s beat
with ‘leven cent cotton and forty cent meat

‘leven cent cotton, forty cent meat
feels like a chain is on our feet
poor gettin’ poorer all around here
kids coming regular ev’ry year
planted corn; was a wheat year
planted wheat and it turned a corn year
no use talkin, any man’s beat
with ‘leven cent cotton and forty cent meat

funny how prices make such a range
the poor old farmer is always short changed
forty cent meat, ‘leven cent cotton
makes a fellow mad when he’s treated so rotten
we fatten up our hogs, take ’em into town
all we get is six cents a pound
very next day we have to buy it back
at forty cents a pound in a paper sack

- bob miller

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