Well, I'm broke and blue Ain't that enough for you? Well, I'm broke and blue There's holes in both of my shoes Some people say that I'm out of luck With a broken down old pickup truck My old lady left me here to cry She left town and I'm wondering why [harmonica solo with pitch bends] So I walk and hitch a ride to town There's lonely fellows all around They tell me how they're broke and blue They show me all the holes in their shoes Oh well, I'm broke and blue Ain't that enough for you? Well, I'm broke and blue There's holes in both of my shoes Well, we're broke and blue I got some work to do Well, I'm broke and blue There's holes in both of my shoes give me some money honey
