Cash Talkin' (The Workingman's Blues)

(专辑： Cold Snap - 1986)

Well, I walked down to my bank, just to see what I could see
I asked the man behind the desk, I say "Ah, is there any money for me?"
Now he didn't know just what to say
I say, "I need that money in a terrible way!"
Now he didn't say "yeah" but he didn't say "no"
He just shook my hand and showed me the door

Oh Lord, the blues is killing me
Oh Lord, Lord, Lord, these blues is killing me
Yes sir

Now my wife loves money and it bothers my mind
She runs to the store and she buys, on time
T.V's, radios, stereos and I got all kind a princess phones
A one of these days, ya'all-a, I think they all gonna be gone

My baby need clothes, my wife needs a car
It's a wonder ya'all ha, I got this far! Hey!
Landlord knocking, and he wants some rent
Now I'm looking for the money that my wife just spent

Oh Lord, um-hm, the blues is killing me
Oh Lord, Lord, Lord, these blues is killing me
Telling ya

Tax time, ain't nothing but a mess
Paying Uncle Sam more an' I'm getting less

The po' stay po' and the rich stay rich
An' I'm right here in the middle
Now ain't that a...!

Barely getting by, makes me mean
'Cause the politicians I'm paying, are living real clean
Step down Mister Politician, and live like I do
I want you to know, the working man blues

Oh Lord, oh Lord, these blues is killing me
Oh Lord, Lord, Lord, these blues is killing me

Paying these taxes worry me to death...

Buying new T.V's an' radios an' stereos...

Baby needs clothes...

Wife need a old car to get around in...

Oh, it's a bitch being po'...

I say it's a bitch being po...

Now ain't that a bitch?
Boy it's rough, I'll tell ya