Ain't No Bread in the Breadbox Songtext
von Roy Rogers & Norton Buffalo

There ain′t no bread in the bread box
'Cause we ain′t got no dough
And it's seems like we ain't got enough time
To go foolin′ around no more
I′ve been working so hard for oh so long
What've you got to show?
Open up your eyes little darling
Let′s pack up your things and go
Open up your eyes little darling
Don't want to live here no more
Open up your eyes little darling
Been here for far too long
Open up your eyes little darling
It′s time to move along


It was late into December
On a cold winter day
I'd just finished bringing wood into the kitchen
When I heard my Amanda say
She said "Elijah, you better look around
Things ain′t like they used to be
Times getting hard for you and me

Come on daddy, it's time to shake things down"

Down in the middle of the city and I went up to her flat
Trying to make it through with my child and my wife
And the world upon my back
I said sweet thing, you better hold me tight
Things ain't like they used to be
Times are hard for you and me
Come on baby, it′s time to make things right