Coffee's Cold

Abigail Washburn

Some folks say the times are hard
 I just say oh my lord
 Coffee's cold and I been sold for half a dollar bill

 Every seed that I do sow
 harvest time nothin's grown
 Coffee's cold and I been sold for half a dollar bill

 Fore I have ten dollars saved
 I'll be resting in my grave
 Coffee's cold and I been sold for half a dollar bill

 I been broke a thousand times
 no one cares to spare a dime
 Coffee's cold and I been sold for half a dollar bill

 When I lay my burden down
 peace nor comfort have I found
 Coffee's cold and I been sold for half a dollar bill

 Angels I am on my knees 
 but you'll never sing for me
 Coffee's cold and I been sold for half a dollar bill

 Some folks say the times are hard
 I just say, oh my lord
 Coffee's cold and I been sold for half a dollar bill