Classic Poem

I was down and I cried
my crow jane won't come at night
I was down and I cried, my crow jane
won't come at night
Ain't it tough to see a man go to wreck and
almost stall and die

I stood on the corner
and almost bust my head
I stood on the corner
almost bust my head
I couldn't earn enough money
to buy me a loaf of bread

Baby, times is so hard
I almost call it tough
I said baby, times is so hard
I almost call it tough
I can't earn money to buy no bread
and you know I can't buy my snuff

My gal's a house maid
and she earns a dollar a week
I said my gal's a house maid
and she earns a dollar a week
I'm so hungry on payday
I can't hardly speak

Now gather 'round me people
let me tell you a true fact
I said gather 'round me people and
let me tell you a true fact
That tough luck has struck me
and the rats is sleeping in my hat