Lyrics:

All you money men like a rattlesnake in this world
I done throwed up my hands, and solemnly swore
Ain't no need of me changing towns, it's a drought everywhere I go
It's a dry old spell everywhere I been
Oh, it's a dry old spell everywhere I been

All you money men
Like a rattlesnake in this world

Let your rain come down and give our poor hearts ease
These blues, these blues is worthwhile to be heard
Worthwhile to be heard
Hard times, everywhere you go
Times are harder than they've been before
When you hear me singin' my lonesome song
Hard times can't last so very long

All you money men like a rattlesnake in this world