BETTER TIMES A COMIN'
       
Well the cows went dry the hens don't lay
There's no place I can borrow

Give the landlord all the news
And the rent comes due tomorrow

Lots of money in the bank

They say that's where they keep it

Not only wouldn't they loan me some

They wouldn't let me see it

So pick away on the old banjo

Keep that guitar strumming

Put more water in the soup

There's better times a-coming

Well Mary Lou could pull a plow

If only I would let her

Twice as strong as any ox

And she don't smell much better

I didn't kiss that Mary Lou but once

And then I had to leave her

Make's my collar get so tight

I start to burn with fever

Well a man came by the other day

A-huntin manual labor

I told him I hadn't seen the guy

Why don't he ask the neighbor

So come on boys get your gals

And kick your heels up higher

Don't let no one steal your gal

Just hold her a little tighter
 

My rooster used to chase a hen

He just kept getting thinner

He nearly ran himself to death

So I bought him in for dinner

Cotton crops are mighty poor

The weeds are really a-growin

I need a woman pretty bad

To help me with the hoein'
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