Song Description
A disgruntled sharecropper who has lost his land muses on how the whole world seems to be against him and how the entire system seems to have been designed to bring him down.
| Song Length |
3:43 |
Genre |
Folk - Country, Country - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Uptight, Poignant |
Subject |
Crime, Theft, Politics |
| Similar Artists |
Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Pitch them pennies
Roll them dice
Use marked cards
And don't play nice
Work the land
Until you fall
Never trust
The banks at all
Build your tower
Tall and strong
You don't need cash
To get along
But you still need
Bucks and sense
Never trust
The Government
Chorus:
Gimme the papers and I'll sign 'em
I'll bury 'em deep where folks'll never find 'em
When you go to yonder town
Don't let no scarecrows chase you down
Never learn
To read and write
Never look
Into the light
They might have it
In for you
Never sign
Their contracts to
Never smoke
Never drink
Never listen
Never think
Build a wall
Guard your name
This whole land's
A land of Cain
Chorus:
Gimme the papers and I'll sign 'em
I'll bury 'em deep where folks'll never find 'em
When you go to yonder town
Don't let no scarecrows chase you down