Broke - Brandy Clark

No gas for the plow, so the corn’s gone to silk

And we traded the cow, so we can’t pass the milk

Our jeans all need patching, our eggs all need yolks

And we might be laughing, but it ain’t no joke, y’all

We’re broke, we’re busted

Our Chevy truck is rusted

We’re high and dry

Ain’t enough apples for the apple pie

If we had a penny, we sure couldn’t spare it

Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke

We’re broke

The jars all need pickles, the greens all need collard

Been ribbing these nickels, but ain’t got no dollars

We dig our own ditches, we roll our own smokes

And we’re secretly wishing that grandma would croak

'Cause we’re broke, we’re busted

Our Chevy truck is rusted

We’re high and dry

Ain’t enough apples for the apple pie

If we had a penny, we sure couldn’t spare it

Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke

We’re broke

Good thing you’re good-looking

Good thing I’m so funny

Too bad the sugar

Can’t melt into honey

The white left the picket, the fleas left the hound

Yeah, and even the crickets have moved into town

Now we get our kicks off of stuff we can grow

'Cause out here in the sticks, all us regular folks, y’all

We’re broke, we’re busted

Our Chevy truck is rusted

We’re high and dry

Ain’t enough apples for the apple pie

If we had a penny, we sure couldn’t spare it

Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke

We’re broke