poor man lyrics – old crow medicine show

hush up, honey, don’t you cry
things are gonna get better in the by-and-by
and there ain’t a thing for a poor man
in this world

work through the winter, work through the spring
yeah plant my corn and taters and then it wouldn’t rain
and there ain’t a thing for a poor man
in this world

now i got down on my knees
lord i thought i’d pray
along come a great big flood
washed everything away
and there ain’t a thing for a poor man
in this world

work through the winter, lord, work through this fall
all i got for christmas was a pair of overalls
and there ain’t a thing for a poor man
in this world

well i got down on my knees
looked up to the sky
all i can think of is to ask the good lord why
and there ain’t a thing for a poor man
in this world

well hush up, honey, lord don’t get down
you know that i love you every way around
and there ain’t a thing for a poor man
in this world

and there ain’t a thing for a poor man
in this world

/ old crow medicine show lyrics