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Men at Work
4  His clo'es is full of patches, His hat is full of holes, Stoopin' down pickin' cotton, From off de bottom boll.
5  At de commissary dere His money's in deir bags,
While his po' little wife an' chillun Sit at home in rags.
IT'S HARD ON WE PO' FARMERS
/*. No. 729. Lemuel Jones, Richmond, Va., 1936.
1 Work all week an' don' make enough Pay my board an' buy my snuff.
Chorus:
It's hard, it's hard,
It's hard on we po' farm(ers).
It's hard.
2  Work all week, in the noonday sun 3 Fifteen cents when Sat'day come.
3  Every morning when I wake up, Got to feed my horse and all day cut.
4  Every night when I get home, Peas in the pot and a old jawbone.
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