Lyrics

I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down, to the CCC I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down, to the CCC I know that the WPA won't do a thing for me I told her my name and the place I stay She said she'd give me a piece of paper Come back, some other day I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down, to the CCC I know that the WPA won't do a thing for me I told her I had no people and the shape I was in She said she would help me but she didn't say when I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down, goin' down to the CCC I know that the WPA won't do a thing for me I told her I needed a job and no relief On my rent day she sent me a can of beef I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down, to the CCC I know that the WPA won't do a thing for me She said she'd give me a job everything was nice and warm Takin' care of the dead in a funeral home I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down, to the CCC I know that the WPA won't do a thing for me
Writer(s): Robert Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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