Natalie Merchant - Dust Bowl
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.
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