» Beans, Bacon and Gravy
I was born long ago, In eighteen ninety-four,
And I've seen many a panic, I will own,
I've been hungry, I've been cold, and now I'm growing old,
But the worst I've seen is nineteen thirty-one.
CHO:
Oh, those beans, bacon and gravy, they almost drive me crazy,
I eat them till I see them in my dreams.
When I wake up in the morning and another day is dawning,
I know I'll have another mess of beans.
Oh, we congregate each morning at the county barn at dawning,
And everyone is happy, so it seems.
But when our work is done, we file in one by one
And thank the Lord for one more mess of beans.
CHO
We have Hooverized on butter; for milk we've only water,
And I haven't seen a steak in many a day.
As for cakes and pies and jellies, we substitute sow bellies,
For which we work the county roads each day.
CHO
If there ever comes a time when I've got more than a dime,
They'll have to put me under lock and key,
Because I've been broke so long I can only sing this song
Of the workers and their misery.
CHO