It's too bad Things are going so tuff with me It's too bad Things are going so tuff with me I'm blue and disgusted As any poor man could be I used to have a car An it was painted white an black I used to have a car An he was painted white an black I couldn't keep up the payments An the man, he took it back I used to smoke cigars The very best in town But bad luck an trouble Is bound to tear me down It's too bad Things are going so tuff with me I guess I go back to my plow And start hollerin' (*whoa, haw, gee) 'Play 'em for me boy, play 'em for me' 'You know my gal quit me' 'I'm sho' in hard luck' 'Get it and get it good, now' 'Yes, I know' 'I have so much trouble' The women that I'm lovin' Is followed me all around I can tell by her action She 'bout to put me down It's too bad Things are goin' so tuff with me You have heard my story Peoples, what'ch you think a me?