Sales Tax

These times now: Ain't suiting me
Account it: Costing a dollar three

Old aunt martha: Live behind the jail
A sign on the wall: Saying liquor for sale

I never seen: The likes since I been born
The women got the sales tax: On the south end home

You used to buy it: For a dollar round
Now sales tax is on it: All over town

I'm as loving: As a woman can be
The stuff I've got: Will cost you a dollar and three

Now you may take me: To be a fool
Everything is sold: By the government rule