dust bowl
i should know to leave them home. they follow me through the store with
these toys i can´t afford. "kids, take them back, you know better than that."
dolls that talk, astronauts, t.v. games, airplanes, they don´t understand and
how can i explain? i try and try but i can´t save. pennies, nickels, dollars
slip away. i´ve tried and tried but i can´t save.
my youngest girl has bad fever, sure. all night with alcohol trying to
cool and to rub her down. ruby, i´m tired, try and get some sleep. i´m adding
doctor´s fees to remedies to the cost of three day´s work lost. i try and try
but i can´t save. pennies, nickels, dollars slip away. i´ve tried and tried but
i can´t save. the hole in my pocketbook is growing.
there´s a new wind blowing they say, it´s gonna be a cold, cold one. so
brace yourselves my darlings, it won´t bring anything much our way but more
dust bowl days.
i played a card in this weeks game. took the first and the last letters
in three of their names. this lottery´s been building up for weeks. i could be
lucky me with the five million prize, tears of disbelief spilling out of my
eyes. i try and try but i can´t save. pennies, nickels, dollars slip away. i´ve
tried and tried but i can´t save. the hole in my pocketbook is growing.
there´s a new wind blowing they say, it´s gonna be a cold, cold one. so
brace yourselves my darlings, it won´t bring anything much our way but more
dust bowl days.