Tin Cup Blues by Blind Lemon Jefferson Lyrics

I was down and I cried, my suitcase was down the line
I was down and I cried, my suitcase was down the line
Ain't it tough to see a man go to wreck and almost fall and die?

I stood on the corner and almost bust my head
I stood on the corner, almost bust my head
I couldn't earn enough money to buy me a loaf of bread

Baby, times is so hard, I almost call it tough
I said baby, times is so hard, I almost call it tough
I can't earn money to buy no bread and you know I can't buy my snuff

My gal's a housemaid and she earns a dollar a week
I said my gal's a housemaid and she earns a dollar a week
I'm so hungry on payday, I can't hardly speak

Now gather 'round me people, let me tell you a true fact
I said gather 'round mе people, let mе tell you a true fact
That tough luck has sunk me and the rats is getting in my hat