Everything went wrong. I'm sorry boys I've got to let you go. We've had some hard times. And the long rain it didn't show. Hired hands I've seen them come and go. But you don't come much better. Today's Blue Monday. I just got a bad news letter. This day has come. The darkest cloud on our horizon. My hands are tied down. To that promise note I signed upon. Always been this way. It's the poor man who gets hurt. All you ever work for. Is to leave your footprints in the dirt. You work your fingers to the bone. The deed is done. The fruit will fall to someone else's hand. That's how the land lies. Now we all know where we stand. You'll have to walk away. Don't let them see you running. Today's Blue Monday. I should have seen it coming. You work your fingers to the bone. If sweat and tears were all it took. To make this valley green. We'd be alright but now it's gone. They've taken everything. They say it's just an act of God. And that's the way ill wind blows. You've got thirty days to pack your bags. Say goodbye hit the road. You work your fingers to the bone.