Broke As Folk

Intro:
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I used to have a pretty pot of gold 
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But summer's gone and winter's getting cold 
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And there ain't nothing I can do about it 
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Except sing my song and try to laugh about it 


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Now the king has lost his crown 
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And the news is going round, pretty darling 
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Co's they are turning up the heat 
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On all the people in the street 
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And the truth is not a joke 
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I'm broke as folk 


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My mama gave her money to the thief 
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That's 94% of everything 
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That's all those years of working for the Mouse 
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And all those years she dreamed of getting out 
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And all those years she dreamed of getting out 


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Now Day is Night and Night is Day 
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And Hollywood is CIA, they tell me 
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And they are turning up the heat 
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On all the people in the streets 
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And the truth is not a joke 
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And the truth is not a joke 
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I'm broke as folk, yeah 

Solo: 

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But when I see the sunlight in the trees 
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When I hear the buzzing of the bees 
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When I see my children running free 
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Feel God's love shining down of me 


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And it makes me wanna cry 
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It makes me wanna cry 
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To be the richest man alive 
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With you there at my side 


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Now Day is Night and Night is Day 
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And Hollywood is CIA 
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And the news is going round 
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The king his lost his crown 
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And the truth is not a joke 
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Yeah, the truth is not a joke 
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I'm broke as folk 
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I'm broke as folk 
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I'm broke as folk