"Down on Penny's Farm" certainly qualifies for this category:


Come you ladies and you gentlemen and listen to my song,
I'll sing it to you right but you might think it's wrong,
May make you mad, but I mean no harm --
It's all about the renters on Penny's farm.
   It's hard times in the country, down on Penny's farm.

Now you move out on Penny's farm,
Plant a little crop o' bacca and a little crop o' corn.
He'll come around to plan and to plot,
Till he gets himself a mortgage on everything you got.
   It's hard times in the country, down on Penny's farm.

You go in the fields and you work all day,
Till way after dark, but you get no pay.
Promise you meat or a little lard--
It's hard to be a renter on Penny's farm.
   It's hard times in the country, down on Penny's farm.

Now here's George Penny come into town
With a wagon-load of peaches, not one of them sound.
He's got to have his money or somebody's check--
You pay him for a bushel but you don't get a peck.
   It's hard times in the country, down on Penny's farm.

Then George Penny's renters they come into town
With their hands in their pockets and their heads hangin' down.
Go in the store and the merchant will say,
"Your mortgage is due and I'm lookin' for my pay."
   It's hard times in the country, down on Penny's farm.

Goes down in his pocket with a tremblin hand,
"I can't pay you all but I'll pay you what I can."
Then to the telephone the merchant makes a call;
They'll put you on the chain gang if you don't pay it all.
   It's hard times in the country, down on Penny's farm.