Ghost Lee Waters - Can’t Find A Job Blues

Twenty years of experience, can’t even get an interview. Yeah, twenty years of experience, can’t even get an interview. I polish up my resume, but they don’t care what I been through. Boss man on the poster, sayin’ “We’re family here.” Yeah, boss man on the poster, sayin’ “We’re family here.” But he won’t shake my hand, won’t even look sincere. Got them can’t find a job blues, rent due, pride cut in two. Yeah, them can’t find a job blues, and nothin’ left to do. World keep turnin’, but it don’t turn for you. I’ve worked steel, I’ve worked dirt, I’ve bled for every dime. Yeah, I’ve worked steel, I’ve worked dirt, I’ve bled for every dime. Now I’m beggin’ for a call back, like it’s some kinda crime. Coffee’s gone cold, clock just stares me down. Yeah, coffee’s gone cold, clock just stares me down. I keep hittin’ “submit,” just to hear that silent sound. Got them can’t find a job blues, rent due, pride cut in two. Yeah, them can’t find a job blues, and nothin’ left to do. World keep turnin’, but it don’t turn for you. Got them can’t find a job blues, ain’t no mercy on this road. Got them can’t find a job blues, carryin’ that heavy load. Lord, I gave ‘em my best years, now they won’t even take my soul. Welcome to McDonalds, How may I help you?