
poor man - louise distras lyrics
preachers preach for gold and not for souls
it’s what keeps a poor man always in a hole
we can hardly get our breath
taxed and schooled and preached to death
tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live?
we got bodies swinging in the southern breeze
blood on the roots, blood on the leaves
it’s a bittersweet crop for the wind to suck
strange fruit swinging in the southern breeze
bodies floating on c*n*l the levees gone to h*ll
martha get me my sixteen gauge and some dry sh*lls
them who got, got out of town
thеm who ain’t got, left to drown
tell me how can a poor man stand such timеs and live?
i got family scattered all over the world
and i ain’t got no hope in this world no more
gonna be a judgement that’s a fact
a righteous train rolling down this track
tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live?
tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live?
tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live?
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