I get up early in the morning, I'll be standin' at the welfare line. I get up early in the morning, Lord, I'll be standin' at that welfare line. I keep talkin' to my case worker, but the governor don't seem to pay me no mind, Lord, tell me what can I do ? I see people ridin' in Cadilacs, my ... seems like they're doin' alright I see people ridin' in big Cadilacs, my ... seems like they're doin' alright. But I wanna know, Oh Lord, I need some food to make it through the night. Everybody says it's gonna be alright after a while, I can't see, I'm moaning the blues, Lord, they say it's gonna be alright after a while, I can't feet my own like a baby child. I see my caseworker, along the fourth time, but for the next three years and a half and forty-four she don't pay no mind. It seems like politics, politics, politics in a world of sin. (that's why) early in the morning, I'll be standin' at that welfare line. Early in the morning, it don't have to be Monday, any day I do, I keep talkin' to my case worker, but the governor don't seem to pay me no mind. Oh, I don't know what I'm gonna do.