Can to Cain't

Lucky Mud
Mike McKinney


"Can to cain't" (can to can't) is an old Southern expression. Ask a pulp wooder the hours he works and he'll say, "I work from can to cain't." They work six days a week and divide the seventh between church and the time it takes to repair worn-out equipment so it's ready to go again early Monday morning.



Can to cain't, he's always out workin'

Can to cain't, in the sun and the rain

Can to cain't, he comes home hurtin'

Got grits for his body

Cheap whiskey for the pain


Back at home there's a baby cryin'

Back at home there's a woman who cares

Back at home something's always broken

Back at home there's bills to pay


Men in suits always talkin'

Politicians and preachers, they always want more

Never worked a day, they never broke a sweat

Never been hungry, never been poor



Back at home the washer ain't workin'

Back at home the clothes line's on the ground

Back at home there's a woman waitin'

She knows her man will never let her down


But men in suits always whinin'

They never have enough, they're never satisfied

They never see the man who does the labor

He works all day 'til the day he dies


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