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Hear that baby cryin' - hear that baby scream? Out of luck with an empty gut better find something to eat.

Corn stalks stopped growing - the cow, she went dry. Fields we trusted turned to dust and turned the daytime night, Lord.

We gave in to begging, lost our pride in pounds. But beans and mush weren't enough to keep them from the ground, no.

See those branches swayin' - naked without leaves? Look below there's two headstones, my wife and child beneath, Lord.

See that suit a'comin'? See him and you run. Watch his pen or you'll be dead 'cuz he don't need a gun, no.

The bank stole my house, Lord, the dozer did the job. I asked for just a moment but the driver wouldn't stop, no.

What's that a floatin' like mist in the night? Three poor ghosts from Oklahome - lookin' for a fight, yeah.

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