Busted – Wanda Jackson & Jack White (originally by Harlan Howard)By The bills are all dueAnd the babies need shoes but we’re bustedCotton is down to a quarterA pound and we’re bustedGot a cow that’s gone dryAnd a hen that won’t layA big stack of billsThat gets bigger each dayThe county’s gonna haulOur belongings away, we’re bustedI called brother BillThought I’d ask for a loan, we’re bustedNow we hate to beg like a dogFor a bone but we’re bustedBut Bill said that“There ain’t a thing I can doMy wife and my kidsAre all down with the flu”“And we were just thinkingOf calling on you, we’re busted”Now we are not thievesBut you sure can go wrong when you’re bustedThat food that we canned last summerIs gone, we’re bustedThe fields are all bareAnd the cotton won’t growSo me and my familyMust pack up and goWhere we’ll make a livingThe Lord only knows, we’re busted www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20