I Just Got Tired of Being Poor

My life with trouble goes back to the candy

That I stole from Jessie Walker's country store

A penny seperated me from choosing sides with honesty

And I just got tired of being poor.



Some folks eat their supper off of silver

And the only world they'll ever know is wealth

But I can't blame the rich folks for these big stone walls

This prison is the doings of myself.



Freedom ran away from me at twenty-three

I broke the lock on one to many doors

My hungry hands would not behave

When they got close to things they crave

I just got tired of bein' poor.



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I remember Willie Jack who laughed at me

And the talking about the ragged clothes I wore

That's when Willie got a taste of all knuckles in his face

I just got tired of bein' poor.



Some folks eat their supper off of silver

And the only world they'll ever know is wealth

But I can't blame the rich folks for these big stone walls

This prison is the doings of myself.



Freedom ran away from me at twenty-three

I broke the lock on one to many doors

My hungry hands would not behave

When they got close to things they crave

I just got tired of bein' poor.



I just got tired of bein' poor...