I Just Got Tired Of Being Poor – Dallas Frazier – letras

My life of trouble goes back to the candyThat I stole from Jesse Walker’s country storeA penny seperated me from chosen sights with honestyI just got tired of being poorI remember Willie Jackson laughingAnd talking bout the ragged clothes I woreThat’s when Willie gotta taste of all my nuckles in his faceI just got tired of being poorSome folks eat their supper of the silverAnd the only world they ever know is wealthBut I can’t blame the rich folks for these big tall wallsThis prison is the doin’s of myselfFreedom ran away from me at twenty-threeI broke the lock on one too many doorsMy hungry hands would not behatewhen they got close to things they createI just got tired of being poorSome folks eat their supper of the silver…I just got tired of being poor