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Po Folks

Höfundur lags: Bill Anderson Höfundur texta: Bill Anderson Flytjandi: Bill Anderson Sent inn af: Anonymous
[G]There's a whole lot of people looking [D7]down their noses at [G]me  
Cause I didn't come from a [D7]wealthy fami[G]ly  
There were [C]ten of us living in a [G]two room shack
On the [D7]banks of the river by the [G]railroad tracks
We [C]kept chickens in a [G]pen in the back
And [D7]everybody said we were Po' Folks

My [G]daddy was a farmer but [D7]all he ever raised was [G]us  
He dug a forty-foot well struck [D7]thirty six gallons of [G]dust
The [C]Salvation Army gave us [G]clothes to wear
A [D7]man from the county came to [G]cut our hair
We [C]lived next door to a [G]millionaire
But [D7]we wasn't nothing but [G]Po' Folks

We was [C]Po' Folks living in a [G]rich folks world
We [D7]sure was a hungry [G]bunch
If the [C]wolf had ever come to [G]our front door
[A7]He'd a had to brought a [D7]picnic lunch

My [G]granddaddy's pension was a [D7]dollar and thirty-three [G]cents
That was ten dollars less than the [D7]landlord wanted for [G]rent
The [C]landlord's letters got [G]nasty indeed
He [D7]wrote  get out  but [G]Pa couldn't read
And [C]we were too broke to [G]even pay heed
But [D7]that's how it is when you're [G]Po' Folks

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[G]But we had something in our [D7]house money can't [G]buy  
Kept us warm in the winter [D7]cool when the sun was [G]high
For [C]whenever we didn't have food [G]enough
And the [D7]howling winds would [G]get pretty rough
We [C]patched the cracks and set the [G]table with love
Cause [D7]that's what you do when you're [G]Po' Folks

And [D7]we wasn't nothing but [G]Po' Folks
My [D7]mom and my dad was [G]Po' Folks
My [D7]brother and my sister was [G]Po' Folks
My [D7]dog and my cat was [G]Po' Folks
And [D7]even the Po' Folks was [G]Po' Folks

There's a whole lot of people looking down their noses at me
Cause I didn't come from a wealthy family
There were ten of us living in a two room shack
On the banks of the river by the railroad tracks
We kept chickens in a pen in the back
And everybody said we were Po' Folks

My daddy was a farmer but all he ever raised was us
He dug a forty-foot well struck thirty six gallons of dust
The Salvation Army gave us clothes to wear
A man from the county came to cut our hair
We lived next door to a millionaire
But we wasn't nothing but Po' Folks

We was Po' Folks living in a rich folks world
We sure was a hungry bunch
If the wolf had ever come to our front door
He'd a had to brought a picnic lunch

My granddaddy's pension was a dollar and thirty-three cents
That was ten dollars less than the landlord wanted for rent
The landlord's letters got nasty indeed
He wrote  get out  but Pa couldn't read
And we were too broke to even pay heed
But that's how it is when you're Po' Folks

repeat #3
But we had something in our house money can't buy
Kept us warm in the winter cool when the sun was high
For whenever we didn't have food enough
And the howling winds would get pretty rough
We patched the cracks and set the table with love
Cause that's what you do when you're Po' Folks

And we wasn't nothing but Po' Folks
My mom and my dad was Po' Folks
My brother and my sister was Po' Folks
My dog and my cat was Po' Folks
And even the Po' Folks was Po' Folks

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