Ry Cooder - How Can A Poor Man Stand Such Times & Live ? Lyrics
(alfred reed)(g) - (c) - (g7) - (d) - (d7) - (am)(g) I remember a time when every (d) thing was (g) cheapNow prices nearly puts a man to (d) sleep(d7) well, when we (g) get our grocery (g7) billWe (c) feel like making our (am) willTell me, (g) how can a poor man (d7) stand such times and (g) live ?Tell me, (g) how can a poor man (d7) stand such times and (g) live ?Well, the doctor comes around with his face all brightAnd he says, in a little while youll be all right!Well, all he gives is a humbug pillDose of dope and a great big billTell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live ?Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live ?Most preachers, well, they preach for gold and not for soulWell, thats what keeps us poor folks always in a holeNow, we can hardly get our breathTaxed and schooled and preached to deathTell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live ?Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live ?