busted

the bills are all due, and the babies need shoes but we're busted, cotton is down to a quarter, a pound and we're busted, got a cow that's gone dry, and a hen that won't lay, a big stack of bills, that gets bigger each day, the county's gonna haul, our belongings away, we're busted, i called brother bill, thought i'd ask for a loan, we're busted, now we hate to beg like a dog, for a bone but we're busted, but bill said that, "there ain't a thing i can do, my wife and my kids, are all down with the flu", "and we were just thinking, of calling on you, we're busted", now we are not thieves, but you sure can go wrong when you're busted, that food that we canned last summer, is gone, we're busted, the fields are all bare, and the cotton won't grow, so me and my family, must pack up and go, where we'll make a living, the lord only knows, we're busted