Wildfire fighter, blueberry picker, Christmas tree topper and chainsaw maker were just a few of the job that Clark did growing up in Morton, Washington (Pop. 900). Clark first picked up the guitar at nine years old and made her singing debut in school musicals. Her passion for music brought her to Nashville, Tennessee’s Belmont University where she studied commercial music and was chosen to perform in the school’s prestigious “Best of the Best Showcase.” Clark signed her first publishing deal not long after graduation and since then she has had songs recorded by RebaMcEntire, Miranda Lambert, LeAnn Rimes, David Nail, Billy Currington, Kenny Rogers, Rebecca Lynn Howard, Joanna Smith and Amanda Wilkinson.
Clark's first full-length album, produced by Dave Brainard (Jerrod Niemann, Jamey Johnson), was released in 2013.
In 2016 Clark released her second album Big Day in a Small Town.
Broke
Brandy Clark Lyrics
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And we traded the cow so we can't pass the milk
Our jeans all need patching, our eggs all need yolks
And we might be laughing but it ain't no joke, y'all
We're broke, we're busted
Our Chevy truck is rusted
We're high and dry
If we had a penny we sure couldn't spare it
Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke
We're broke
The jars all need pickles, the greens all need collards
Been ribbing these nickels but ain't got no dollars
We dig our own ditches, we roll our own smokes
And we're secretly wishing that grandma would croak
'Cause we're broke, we're busted
Our Chevy truck is rusted
We're high and dry
Ain't enough apples for the apple pie
If we had a penny we sure couldn't spare it
Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke
We're broke
Good thing you're good-looking
Good thing I'm so funny
Too bad the sugar
Can't melt into honey
The white left the picket, the fleas left the hound, yeah
And even the crickets have moved into town
Now we get our kicks off of stuff we can grow
'Cause our here in the sticks, all us regular folks, y'all
We're broke, we're busted
Our Chevy truck is rusted
We're high and dry
Ain't enough apples for the apple pie
If we had a penny we sure couldn't spare it
Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke
We're broke
"Broke" by Brandy Clark is a country song that portrays the story of a struggling family living in the sticks. The song paints a vivid picture of their financial constraints, their simple lifestyle, and the hard work they have to put in to make ends meet. The lyrics talk about how they lack the resources to take care of their basic needs, from farming to keeping their old Chevy truck running, and even having enough money to buy apple pie ingredients. Despite their struggles, the family still finds joy and laughter in their situation, as they sit on the porch, sipping on generic Coke.
The song highlights the struggles of many rural families and the challenges they face to make it through each day. From the lack of funding for farming to the difficulty in affording basic necessities, the song captures a heart-wrenching reality that many people face. However, the song also conveys a sense of hope and resilience in the face of adversity.
One of the most interesting aspects of the song is its use of humor to depict a dire situation. The family's humorous perspective provides a lighthearted twist to their financial struggles, and highlights the importance of finding joy amidst difficulty. Additionally, the song plays with the idea of stereotypes about rural living and brings new perspectives on the realities of life in the sticks. The catchy melody, simple chord progression, and Clark's vocal performance make the song both enjoyable and thought-provoking.
Line by Line Meaning
No gas for the plow so the corn's gone to silk
We can't afford fuel for the plow, so the corn is going to waste.
And we traded the cow so we can't pass the milk
We sold our cow to get some money, but now we have no source of milk.
Our jeans all need patching, our eggs all need yolks
Our clothes are worn out and our eggs are missing what they need to be complete.
And we might be laughing but it ain't no joke, y'all
We may be laughing, but our situation is serious.
We're broke, we're busted
We have no money and are struggling.
Our Chevy truck is rusted
Even our truck, which we depend on, is falling apart.
We're high and dry
We are in trouble and there is no relief in sight.
Ain't enough apples for the apple pie
We don't even have the basic ingredients to make a simple dessert.
If we had a penny we sure couldn't spare it
We are so poor that even a penny is too valuable for us to give away.
Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke
All we can afford is cheap, no-name brand drinks.
The jars all need pickles, the greens all need collards
We don't have enough food, and what we do have needs work to be usable.
Been ribbing these nickels but ain't got no dollars
We have very little money, no matter how hard we try to save it.
We dig our own ditches, we roll our own smokes
We have to do everything ourselves because we can't afford to hire anyone to help us.
And we're secretly wishing that grandma would croak
We are so desperate that we are wishing for the death of a loved one who might leave us some money.
Good thing you're good-looking
At least one of us has something going for them.
Good thing I'm so funny
At least one of us can try to keep our spirits up with a sense of humor.
Too bad the sugar
Unfortunately,
Can't melt into honey
our situation can't be magically fixed.
The white left the picket, the fleas left the hound, yeah
Even our fence and our dog are falling apart and no longer doing their jobs.
And even the crickets have moved into town
Our area is so devoid of activity that even the normally rural crickets have left for more exciting surroundings.
Now we get our kicks off of stuff we can grow
We have to find pleasure in growing and taking care of the little we have.
'Cause our here in the sticks, all us regular folks, y'all
Because we are just regular people living in a rural area, struggling to get by.
Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: SHANE L MCANALLY,, BRANDY LYNN CLARKE, JOSH OSBORNE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
sally c
BRANDY CLARK (2016) – BROKE (Traducción)
No gas for the plow so the corn's gone to silk
Sin gasolina para el arado, el maíz se ha echado a perder
And we traded the cow so we can't pass the milk
Y canjeamos la vaca así que no podemos pasarnos la leche
Our jeans all need patching, our eggs all need yokls
Nuestros pantalones vaqueros necesitan rodilleras, nuestros huevos necesitan todos yemas
And we might be laughing but it ain't no joke, y'all
Y podríamos estar riéndonos pero no es broma, tíos
We're broke, we're busted
Estamos sin blanca, estamos jodidos
Our Chevy truck is rusted
Nuestra camioneta Chevy está herrumbrosa
We're high and dry
Estamos abandonados a nuestra suerte
Ain't enough apples for the apple pie
No hay bastantes manzanas para el pastel de manzana
If we had a penny we sure couldn't spare it
Si tuviéramos un centavo seguro que no podríamos administrarlo
Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke
Sentados en el porche bebiendo coca-cola que no es de marca
We're broke
Estamos sin blanca
The jars all need pickles, the greens all need collard
Los tarros necesitan pepinillos, las verduras necesitan todas berza
Been ribbing these nickels but ain't got no dollars
Hemos pulido estas monedas de cinco centavos pero no tenemos ni un dolar
We dig our own ditches, we roll our own smokes
Cavamos nuestras propias acequias, liamos nuestros propios cigarrillos
And we're secretly wishing that grandma would croak
Y en secreto deseamos que la abuela estire la pata
Cause we're broke, we're busted
Porque estamos sin blanca, estamos jodidos
Our Chevy truck is rusted
Nuestra camioneta Chevy está herrumbrosa
We're high and dry
Estamos abandonados a nuestra suerte
Ain't enough apples for the apple pie
No hay bastantes manzanas para el pastel de manzana
If we had a penny we sure couldn't spare it
Si tuviéramos un centavo seguro que no podríamos administrarlo
Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke
Sentados en el porche bebiendo coca-cola que no es de marca
We're broke
Estamos sin blanca
Good thing you're good looking
Menos mal que tú eres guapo
Good thing I'm so funny
Menos mal que yo soy tan divertida
Too bad the sugar
Lástima que el azúcar
Can't melt into honey
No pueda disolverse en miel
The white left the picket, the fleas left the hound, yeah
El blanco dejó el poste, las pulgas dejaron al perro de caza, sí
And even the crickets have moved into town
E incluso los grillos han emigrado a la ciudad
Now we get our kicks off of stuff we can grow
Ahora que (¿?) podemos crecer
Cause our here in the sticks, all us regular folks, y'all
Porque aquí en el quinto pino, todos nosotros somos gente corriente, tíos
We're broke, we're busted
Estamos sin blanca, estamos jodidos
Our Chevy truck is rusted
Nuestra camioneta Chevy está herrumbrosa
We're high and dry
Estamos abandonados a nuestra suerte
Ain't enough apples for the apple pie
No hay bastantes manzanas para el pastel de manzana
If we had a penny we sure couldn't spare it
Si tuviéramos un centavo seguro que no podríamos administrarlo
Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke
Sentados en el porche bebiendo coca-cola que no es de marca
We're broke
Estamos sin blanca
Margaret Cass
Love Brandy, your music is good old fashion country, with a twist, tells it like it is in real life.
Bobbie Jo Blackmon
Real country music... Love it😘
sally c
BRANDY CLARK (2016) – BROKE (Traducción)
No gas for the plow so the corn's gone to silk
Sin gasolina para el arado, el maíz se ha echado a perder
And we traded the cow so we can't pass the milk
Y canjeamos la vaca así que no podemos pasarnos la leche
Our jeans all need patching, our eggs all need yokls
Nuestros pantalones vaqueros necesitan rodilleras, nuestros huevos necesitan todos yemas
And we might be laughing but it ain't no joke, y'all
Y podríamos estar riéndonos pero no es broma, tíos
We're broke, we're busted
Estamos sin blanca, estamos jodidos
Our Chevy truck is rusted
Nuestra camioneta Chevy está herrumbrosa
We're high and dry
Estamos abandonados a nuestra suerte
Ain't enough apples for the apple pie
No hay bastantes manzanas para el pastel de manzana
If we had a penny we sure couldn't spare it
Si tuviéramos un centavo seguro que no podríamos administrarlo
Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke
Sentados en el porche bebiendo coca-cola que no es de marca
We're broke
Estamos sin blanca
The jars all need pickles, the greens all need collard
Los tarros necesitan pepinillos, las verduras necesitan todas berza
Been ribbing these nickels but ain't got no dollars
Hemos pulido estas monedas de cinco centavos pero no tenemos ni un dolar
We dig our own ditches, we roll our own smokes
Cavamos nuestras propias acequias, liamos nuestros propios cigarrillos
And we're secretly wishing that grandma would croak
Y en secreto deseamos que la abuela estire la pata
Cause we're broke, we're busted
Porque estamos sin blanca, estamos jodidos
Our Chevy truck is rusted
Nuestra camioneta Chevy está herrumbrosa
We're high and dry
Estamos abandonados a nuestra suerte
Ain't enough apples for the apple pie
No hay bastantes manzanas para el pastel de manzana
If we had a penny we sure couldn't spare it
Si tuviéramos un centavo seguro que no podríamos administrarlo
Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke
Sentados en el porche bebiendo coca-cola que no es de marca
We're broke
Estamos sin blanca
Good thing you're good looking
Menos mal que tú eres guapo
Good thing I'm so funny
Menos mal que yo soy tan divertida
Too bad the sugar
Lástima que el azúcar
Can't melt into honey
No pueda disolverse en miel
The white left the picket, the fleas left the hound, yeah
El blanco dejó el poste, las pulgas dejaron al perro de caza, sí
And even the crickets have moved into town
E incluso los grillos han emigrado a la ciudad
Now we get our kicks off of stuff we can grow
Ahora que (¿?) podemos crecer
Cause our here in the sticks, all us regular folks, y'all
Porque aquí en el quinto pino, todos nosotros somos gente corriente, tíos
We're broke, we're busted
Estamos sin blanca, estamos jodidos
Our Chevy truck is rusted
Nuestra camioneta Chevy está herrumbrosa
We're high and dry
Estamos abandonados a nuestra suerte
Ain't enough apples for the apple pie
No hay bastantes manzanas para el pastel de manzana
If we had a penny we sure couldn't spare it
Si tuviéramos un centavo seguro que no podríamos administrarlo
Sitting on the porch drinking generic Coke
Sentados en el porche bebiendo coca-cola que no es de marca
We're broke
Estamos sin blanca
sally c
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Curtis THOMPSON
Thanx friend ✌
Dwayne Yule
I love this song🤘❤️
Brandy Prince-Burr
Love it!
Beverly Gillens
Awesome as always!
Kit Taylor
love this Brandy😍😍😍😍😍😍
Ronald Schwartz
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