There's a whole lot of people lookin' down their noses at me
'Cause I didn't come from a wealthy family
There were ten of us livin' 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 ever'body said we were po' folks...
My daddy was a farmer, but all he ever raised was us
He dug a forty-foot well, struck thrirty-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 nothin' but po' folks.
We was po' folks livin' 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.
But we had somethin' 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 howlin' 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 nothin' but po' folks
My mom and my dad was po' folks
My brother and my sister was po' folks (Begin fade out)
My dog and my cat was po' folks
And even the po' folks was po' folks.