Lyrics Busted - John Conlee

My bills are all due, and the babies need shoes, but I'm busted
Cotton is down to a quarter a pound, and I'm busted
I've got a cow that's gone dry, and a Hen that won't lay
A big stack of bills that get bigger each day
The county gonna haul my belongings away
'Cause I'm busted

I called on my brother to ask for a loan, 'cause I was busted
Lord, I hate to beg like a dog for a bone, but I'm busted
My brother said, there ain't a thing I can do
My wife and my kids, they're all down with the flu
And I was just thinkin', 'bout callin' on you, 'cause I'm busted

Lord, I'm no thief, but a man can go wrong when he's busted
The food that we canned last summer is gone, we are busted
The fields are all bare, the cotton won't grow
Me and my family's gotta pack up and go
But I'll make a living just where I don't know, 'cause I'm busted
I'm broke, busted