Låttexter: Johnny Cash. At Folsom Prison. Busted.

My bills are all due and the babies need shoes
But I'm busted
Cotton is gone down to a quarter a pound
And I'm busted

I got a cow that's gone dry and a hen that won't lay
A big stack of bills that get bigger each day
The county's gonna haul my belongings away
I'm busted

I went to my brother to ask for a loan
I was busted
I hate to beg like a dog for a bone
But I'm busted

My brother said, "There ain't a thing I can do
My wife and my kids are all down with the flu
And I was just thinkin' of callin' on you
I'm busted"

Lord, I'm no thief but a man can go wrong
When he's busted
The food that we canned last summer is gone
And I'm busted

The fields are all bare and the cotton won't grow
Me and my family gotta pack up and go
Where I'll make a living, the Lord only knows
But I'm busted