Poverty Lyrics - Kenny Price

There's a way of life that most folks don't even know about 

When the cotton crop fails and the garden dries up because of the drought 

And your only clothes're hangin' on your back and they're all wornout 

And there's patches on the patches on your knees 

The night wind whistles through the cracks and holes in the bedroom walls 

The high water comes and it takes your house barn and all 

You work like a dog to raise a fat hog and he dies in the fall 

It's trouble and strife in the way of life called poverty 

Poverty is a broken down shack and a greedy landlord 

And your money crop beaten down by the summer storm 

And you never see Washington's head on a greenback dollar 

Poverty is a wishing to the Lord that you've never been born 

[ steel ] 

Try to catch a rabbit in a knee deep snow for somethin' to eat 

But all you catch is a winter cough and frozen feet 

The rabbits done gone and you gotta go home without any meat 

Wouldn't be so bad if there wasn't six kids depended on me 

We'd starve to death a long time ago hadn't been for ole blue 

Blues mold hound dog and he's a good in two 

He'll catch them coons where there ain't no coons he'll see us through 

This trouble and strife in the way of life called poverty 

Poverty is a broken down shack... 

[ harmonica ] 

Poverty is a workin' six days from dawn to dusk 

Seventh day is Sunday and go to church you must 

When they pass their heads around you just sit there with your head hung down 

Cause you ain't got between you and the devil and the deep blue see 

It's trouble and strife in the way of life called poverty 

It's trouble and strife in the way of life called poverty