C.C.C. Blues Songtext
von Washboard Sam

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