Poor Man`s House — текст песни (Patty Griffin)

You know you`ve done enough when every bone is sore
You know you`ve prayed enough when you don`t ask any more
You know you`re coming to some kind of understanding
When every dream you`ve dreamed has passed and you`re still standing
Mama says god tends to every little skinny sheep
So count your ribs and say your prayers and get to sleep
Nothing is louder to god`s ears than a poor mans sorrow
Daddy is poor today and he will be poor tomorrow

Hey that`s the poor man`s house
Everybody get a look at the poor man`s house
Everywhere they went before must have turned them out
And now they`re living in a poor man`s house

There`s nothing like poverty to get you into heaven
They got a lot of wine and fish up there
And the bread`s unleavened
They got a lot of ears that heard a whip go crack
Lots of missing toes and fingers and scars upon their backs
Daddy`s been working too much for days and days
He doesn`t eat
He never says much but I think this time it`s got him beat
It isn`t that he isn`t strong or kind or clever
Your daddy`s poor today
And he will be poor forever

Tey that`s the poor man`s house
Those kids are living in a poor man`s house
They walk to school with the soles of their shoes worn out
And come home in the evening to the poor man`s house

What are you chopping that wood for
Why are you growing that corn
Mama`s sewing a brand new shirt and
You`re wearing the one that`s torn
I guess it`s for some one elses kid who wasn`t born
In a poor man`s house

Hey take a look at that house
Everybody we`re living in a poor man`s house
Seems like everywhere we go they find us out
Find out that we`ve been living in a poor man`s house