Negative Forty Blues

Dad’s pockets empty like a ghost town street

Forty below zero where the numbers meet

Bank’s got a laugh

Like a wolf in the night

Can’t climb a ladder when the rungs ain’t right

Negative forty dollars

Echoes in the hollers

Dad’s broke

Broke

Broke

This ain't no joke

Bills pile high like a mountain of lies

Fridge hums low

Just cold air inside

Tried to fish luck from a wishing well

But the coin sank fast

Straight to hell

Negative forty dollars

Echoes in the hollers

Dad’s broke

Broke

Broke

This ain't no joke

Pawnshop dreams

Sell what’s left

Hope’s a thief

It commits the theft

Shadows dance on the busted TV

Forty below

That’s where we’ll be

Negative forty dollars

Echoes in the hollers

Dad’s broke

Broke

Broke

This ain't no joke