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Money Cravin' Folks

Blind Alfred Reed
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[1929]
Parole e musica di Blind Alfred Reed.
Testo trovato sull’imprescindibile Mudcat Café
Nel disco collettivo “Poor Man, Rich Man - American Country Songs Of Protest”, pubblicato dalla statunitense Rounder Records nel 1989

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Poi nella raccolta interamente dedicata a Blind Alfred Reed intitolata “Complete Recorded Works In Chronological Order (1927-1929)”, pubblicata dall’austriaca Document Records nel 1998.



Ripresa anche da Frank Tovey, in arte Fad Gadget, nel suo dico del 1989 intitolato “Tyranny And The Hired Hand”

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I ricchi, gli avidi, gli usurai e gli affamatori, che il diavolo se li porti!
Let me tell you 'bout the money cravin' folks
What I'm tellin' you is facts instead of jokes
They're the ones that stands the best
Treated better than all the rest
That's the hard-boiled crazy money cravin' folks

Oh a lawyer sure your pocketbook will smash
He will promise you great things to get your cash
He will make you think he's wise
When he's paid you'll be surprised
Oh a lawyer sure your pocketbook will smash

Oh a merchant makes you think he'll treat you right
But the way he plans and schemes it is a sight
He will treat you mighty nice
When he's through you've paid him twice
Oh a merchant makes you think he'll treat you right

Oh some preachers don't exactly plumb the line
They will plan some way to get your money and mine
Oh they'll pray just like a saint
Their good wives use powder and paint
Oh some preachers don't exactly plumb the line

Oh a doctor'll tell you that your blood is high
But he'll tell you he can cure you bye and bye
He will put you right in bed
In a little while you're dead
He has got your dough, you've said your last goodbye

Oh a landlord makes you think he's good as Paul
He will tell you that he won't be hard at all
But just fail to pay your rent
Out in the street at once you're sent
Oh some day old Satan will come and get them all

Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2015/5/19 - 10:43



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