Hazel Dickens - Busted lyrics

The bills are all dues, the babies need shoes, I'm busted Cotton is down to a quarter a pound, I'm busted Got a cow that's gone dry, hen that won't lay A big stack of bill's get bigger each day The county gonna haul my belongings away, I'm busted I called brother Bill to ask for a loan, I was busted Lord, I hate to beg like a dog for a bone, I'm busted My brother said, ‽There ain't a thing I can do My wife and my kids, they're all down with the flu I was just thinkin' of callin' on you, I'm busted” Now Lord, I'm no thief but I can go wrong, I'm so busted The food that we canned last summer is gone, I'm busted The fields are all bare, the cotton won't grow Me and my family's gotta pack up and go Where I'll make a livin', Lord only knows I'm busted Where I'll make a livin', Lord only knows I'm busted