Bruce Springsteen – How Can A Poor Man Stand Such Times And Live (Guitar)

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Well, the doctor comes 'round here with his face all bright  

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And he says "in a little while you'll be alright" 

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All he gives is a humbug pill, a dose of dope and a great big bill  

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Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? 

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He says "me and my old school pals had some might high times down here  

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And what happened to you poor black folks, well it just ain't fair"  

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He took a look around gave a little pep talk, said "I'm with you" then he took a little walk 

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Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? 

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There's bodies floatin' on Canal and the levees gone to Hell  

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Martha, get me my sixteen gauge and some dry shells  

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Them who's got got out of town 

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And them who ain't got left to drown  

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Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?  

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I got family scattered from Texas all the way to Baltimore  

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And I ain't got no home in this world no more  

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Gonna be a judgment that's a fact, a righteous train rollin' down this track  

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Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?