Title: Bluegrass Lyrics - Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat

Bluegrass Songs - Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat 
Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat How in the world can a poor man eat Flour up high and cotton down low How in the world can we raise any dough Clothes worn out, shoes urn down Old slouch hat with a hole in the crown Back nearly broken and fingers all sore Cotton gone down to rise no more 
Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat How in the world can a poor man eat Mules in the barn, no crops laid by Corn crib empty and the cow's gone dry Well water low, nearly out of sight Can't take a bath on Saturdy night No use talking, any man is beat With seven cent cotton and forty cent meat 
Seven cent cotton and eight dollar pants Who in the world has got a chance We can't buy clothes and we can't buy meat Too much cotton and not enough to eat Can't help each other, what shall wo do I can't explain it so it's up to you Seven cent cotton and two dollar hose Guess we'll have to do without any clothes 
Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat How in the world can a poor man eat Poor getting poorer all around here Kids coming regular every year 
Fatter our hogs, take 'em to town All we get is six cents a pound Vety next day we have to buy it back Forty cents a pound in a paper sack