Busted

The bills are all due and my babies need shoes
But I’m busted
We’ve had hard times as they close down the mines
We’re busted
Got a cow that’s gone dry and a hen that won’t lay
A big stack of bills that gets bigger each day
Tomorrow they’ll haul I belongs a way
We’re busted
Our friends are all leaving this old mining town
They’re busted
They’re heading up north where there’s work to be found
And trusted
Lord I hate to gave up this acre of land
It’s been in the family since mining began
But babies get hungry they don’t understand
That dad’s busted
I called brother Bill for I’d asked for a loan
Busted
Lord, I hate to beg like a dog for a bone
I’m busted
But Bill lost his job then the rents overdue
His wife and his kids are all down with the flu
He said I was thinking of calling on you
I’m busted
Now Lord, I am no thief, but a man to turn bad
When he’s busted
My babies ain’t well, and it’s driving me mad
I’m busted
I’ll sale that old green and I’ll give up the shack
Oh Billy, oh Suzy help momma get packed
We’re heading up north and we ain’t coming back
We’re busted