Relocation Blues by Utah Phillips A folding cot, that's about my speed; Some folding money is the thing I need; Fourteen kids and a hog to feed, Got the relocation blues. County welfare it will make you fat, It will buy you a brand new Stetson hat, If you can prove you're a Democrat, Got the relocation blues. I don't know, but I been told That uptown factory is made out of gold; But I'm too dumb to work, too weak to roll, Got those relocation blues. A factory hand he pays a union fee; A farmer, he gets a great big subsidy; All a coal miner gets is sympathy, Got the relocation blues. Copyright ©1973, 2000 Bruce Phillips