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I’m just a tax-broke Texas plumber.
I’ve been plunged out good and drained.
A visit from the tax man
has left me downright pained.
He flushed my pot out real, real good….
and then he seized the pot.
I ain’t got one t’ pee in
'cept the outhouse he forgot.
I done been plumbed out real, real good.
I got those plumbed out blues-
The kind a blues that once y’ get
are kinda hard t’ loose.
A couple bucks been overlooked.
They’re
hidden in the till.
If IRS don’t get ‘em first
that Texas tax ass will.
Those
Texas taxes made me blue.
My assets grew much fewer;
but bad as all those taxes were,
the tax ass made me bluer.
I got those Texas
taxes, taxass blues,
those Texas taxes blues…
the kind a blues that not much helps
'cept for Texas booze.
He took my boat. He took my car.
I ain't got much to lose.
The only thing that I got left....
these Texas taxes taxass blues.
Bette Wolf Duncan
copyright ©1994
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