Dear Mr. Johnson, we're sorry to inform you Your request for a second loan has been refused And the board of directors up in the city Has instructed us to take the farm from you
We understand your problems and wish that we could help you But the fallin' price of wheat's not our concern And the cost of operation may, well, be risin' But the fact is that you lose more than you earn
This Saturday mornin' there will be an auction Underneath a cold gray country sky And while the rest of the nation is still sleepin' They'll be bidding America goodbye
And so Mr. Johnson let us say in conclusion That we know your family's worked that land for years If we can be of assistance during your transition Please don't hesitate to call us here
This Saturday mornin' there will be an auction Underneath a cold gray country sky And while the rest of the nation is still sleepin' They'll be bidding America goodbye
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