Busted Lyrics

William Elliott Whitmore Busted

My bills are all due and the baby needs shoes
And I'm Busted
Cotton's is down to a quarter a pound
And I'm Busted
I got a cow that went dry
And a hen that won't lay
A big stack of bills
That gets bigger each day
The county's going to take my belongings away
Cause I'm Busted
I called on my brother to ask for a loan
Because I was Busted
I hate to beg like a dog for a bone
But I'm Busted
My brother said, "Man, there ain't much I can do
The wife and the kids
Are all down with the flu
And I was just thinking of calling on you
Because I'm Busted"

Well, I ain't a thief, but a man can go wrong
When he's Busted
The food that we canned last summer is gone
And I'm Busted
The fields are all bare
And the garden won't grow
Me and my family got to pack up and go
I'll make a living, just where, I don't know
Because I'm Busted