I get up early in the morning,
I'll be standin' at the welfare line.
I get up early in the morning,
Lord, I'll be standin' at that welfare line.
I keep talkin' to my case worker,
but the governor don't seem to pay me no mind,
Lord, tell me what can I do ?
I see people ridin' in Cadilacs,
my ... seems like they're doin' alright
I see people ridin' in big Cadilacs,
my ... seems like they're doin' alright.
But I wanna know,
Oh Lord, I need some food to make it through the night.
Everybody says it's gonna be alright after a while,
I can't see,
I'm moaning the blues,
Lord, they say it's gonna be alright after a while,
I can't feet my own like a baby child.
I see my caseworker,
along the fourth time,
but for the next three years and a half and forty-four
she don't pay no mind.
It seems like politics,
politics, politics in a world of sin.
(that's why) early in the morning,
I'll be standin' at that welfare line.
Early in the morning,
it don't have to be Monday,
any day I do,
I keep talkin' to my case worker,
but the governor don't seem to pay me no mind.
Oh, I don't know what I'm gonna do.