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 Cadillac's, my ... seems like they're doin' alright
I see people ridin' in big Cadillac's, 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 feed 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
