paroles de chanson Coffee's Cold - Abigail Washburn

Some folks say the times are hard
I just say oh my Lord
Coffees cold and I? ve been sold for half a dollar bill

Every seed that I do sow, harvest time and nothing? s grown
Coffee? s cold and I? ve been sold for half a dollar bill

Before I have $10 saved, I? ll be resting in my grave
Coffee? s cold and I? ve been sold for half a dollar bill

I? ve been broke a thousand times,
No one cares, spare a dime
Coffee? s cold and I? ve been sold for half a dollar bill

When I lay my burden down, peace nor comfort have I found
Coffee? s cold and I? ve been sold for half a dollar bill

Angels, I? m on my knees but you? ll never sing for me
Coffee? s cold and I? ve been sold for half a dollar bill

Ohhhh?
Coffees cold and I? ve been sold for half a dollar bill

Some folks say the times the are hard
I just say oh my Lord
Coffees cold and I? ve been sold for half a dollar bill