Chords for New Lost City Ramblers - How Can a Poor Man Stand Such Times and Live

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There once was a time [D] when everything [G] was cheap, _ _ But now prices nearly puts a man [D] to sleep. _
_ [B] When [G] we pay our grocery [B]
bill, we [C] just feel like a [G]-makin' our will.
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
_ _ _ I remember when [D] dry goods were cheap [G] as dirt. _ _
_ [F#m] [G] We could take two bits and buy a dandy [D] sheet.
_ _ _ [G] Now we pay three bucks or more, maybe [C] get a shirt that [G] another man wore.
Tell me, how can a poor [D] man stand such [G] times and live? _ _
Well, I used to trade [D] with a man by the name [G] of Greg.
_ _ _ Flour was fifty cents for a twenty-four pound [D] bag.
_ _ Now [G] it's a dollar and a half each [A] side, just [C] like a skinning [G] off a flea for the hide.
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Oh, the schools we have [D] today ain't [G] worth a cent,
_ _ _ But they suit with that every child [D] is sent. _ _
_ [G] If we don't send every day, we [C] have a heavy fine [G] to pay.
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
_ _ _ _ Prohibition's [D] good if it is conducted [G] right. _ _
There's no sense in shooting a man till he shows [D] _ flight.
_ _ [G] Officers kill without a [A] cause, then [C] complain about [G] funny laws.
Tell me, how can a poor man [E] stand such times [G] and live?
_ _ Most all preachers preach for [E] gold and not [G] for _ soul.
_ That's what keeps a poor man always in [D] a hole. _ _
We [G] can hardly get our [A] breath, _ taxing school and preach to death.
Tell me, how can a [D] poor man stand such [G] times and live? _
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_ _ _ Oh, it's time for [D] every man to be [G] a way. _ _
We pay fifty cents a pound when we ask [D] for a stay.
_ _ [E] When [G] we get our package home, [C] a little wad of paper with a gristle [G] and bone.
Tell me, how can a poor [E] man stand such [G] times and live? _ _
Well, the doctor comes [E] around with a face [G] all bright.
_ _ _ And he says, in a little while you'll be all [D] right. _ _
[G] All he gives is a humbug [B] pill, a dose of [E] dope and a great big bill.
Tell me, how can a [D] poor man stand such [G] times and live?
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