How Can a Poor Man Stand Such Times and Live?

Ry Cooder

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I remember a time when every thing was cheap 
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Now prices nearly puts a man to sleep 
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Well, when we get our grocery bill 
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We feel like making our will 
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Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
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Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?

Well, the doctor comes around with his face all bright 
And he says, "In a little while you'll be all right!" 
Well, all he gives is a humbug pill 
Dose of dope and a great big bill 
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? 
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? 

Most preachers, well, they preach for gold and not for soul 
Well, that's what keeps us poor folks always in a hole 
Now, we can hardly get our breath 
Taxed and schooled and preached to death 
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?