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Verse 1
Lord those could not help theirselves
Well, the Providence helpin' the poor people,
those could not help theirselves, boy,
They give 'em all a meal a day, boys,
then they help someone else
Verse 2
four,
Heard Mr. Roosevelt say they wasn't
gonna help no more,
Verse 3
Em
ain't gonna help no more."
Verse 4
I don't really know
Em
Well, Mr. Roosevelt told me ain't gonna
He gonna let the poor people
go any place they wants to go
Verse 5
it ain't gonna help no more."
Well, well, it may be tomorrow, hoo, Lord,
Verse 6
I won't be back no more
'bout a- half past eight,
Started down Pine Street,
boy, to get my meal ticket straight
Verse 7
it ain't gonna help no more."
E
Em
Well, well, it may be tomorrow, hoo, Lord,
might dust my bed to go
Verse 8
some has a spade,
You know, the Providence will give
Verse 9
he wasn't gonna help you no more.
Verse 10
Lord, I don't really know
Em
Well the rooster told the hen,
the hen, "Go lay."
She told him, "No, the Providence,
give me a place to stay."
Verse 11
Em
She told him, no,
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E
Em
she don't have to lay no more.
E
Em
Well, well, it may be to morrow, hoo, Lord,
I won't be back here at all
Verse 12
Em
She said, "No, Joe,
Verse 13
could not fill her place.
Verse 14
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