Pink Slip Blues Lyrics – Ida Cox
Singer: Ida Cox
Title: Pink Slip Blues
One day every week
I prop myself at my front door
One day every week
I prop myself at my front door
And the police force
Couldn’t move me ‘fore that mailman blow
‘Twas a little white paper
Uncle Sam had done addressed to me
‘Twas a little white paper
Uncle Sam had done addressed to me
It meant one more week
One week of sweet prosperity
But bad news got to spreading
And my poor hand started turning gray
But bad news got to spreading
And my poor hand started turning gray
‘Cause Uncle Sam started chopping
Cutting thousands off the WPA
Just a little pink slip
In a long white envelope
Just a little pink slip
In a long white envelope
‘Cause the end of my road
Was the last ray of my only hope
After four long years
Uncle Sam done put me on the shelf
After four long years
Uncle Sam done put me on the shelf
‘Cause that little pink slip
Means you got to go for yourself
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