My telephone just won't stop ringin'

It's nearly fallin' off the hook

But no one calls to praise my singin'

They're all but callin' me a crook

       

I hear this choir of debt collectors

Who cuss 'n' threaten me each day

But I can't hire no protectors

'Cause I'm plumb outta cash to pay

       

I'm so broke that I can hardly pay attention

I'm so sparse that I can't even fall apart

I'm so busted I'm upside down my pension

But I'm a rich man from the joy within my heart

      

Tho' all my life I've been hard workin'

I've never framed a bill for luck

Because the taxman keeps on jerkin'

His fifty cents from every buck

      

They say that when it pours it's rainin'

An' it's so hard to stay ahead

I s'pose there ain't much use complainin'

Lord knows I pray my daily bread

      

I'm so broke that I can hardly pay attention

I'm so sparse that I can't even fall apart

I'm so busted I'm upside down my pension

But I'm a rich man from the joy within my heart

     
Instrumental
    

My landlord just got me evicted

Bank repossessed my ol' Dodge Dart

If broke's a crime I've been convicted

An' sentenced to a shoppin' cart

     

My wife took off for "Harley Heaven"

With Hell's Angels on a "Hog"

I'm bummin' change at Seven 'Leven

While bein' snubbed by my own dog

     

I'm so broke that I can hardly pay attention

I'm so sparse that I can't even fall apart

I'm so busted I'm upside down my pension

But I'm a rich man from the joy within my heart

     

I'm so broke that I can hardly pay attention

I'm so sparse that I can't even fall apart

I'm so busted I'm upside down my pension

But I'm a rich man from the joy within my heart

 
 
 
 
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