Hard Times
Ryan BinghamSong storyLoading…
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Intro
G G Em C (x6)
Verse 1
When I was young my daddy said,
son
Never be ashamed of where you're
from
There's nothin' wrong with your
last name
So don't be lookin' for people
to blame
'Cause hard times they come and
they go
Most of the time they're in the
middle of your road
Same pain in different ways
Don't you know, son, when it
pours it rains
Chorus
Hard times, in the middle of
your road
Hard times, creepin' up on the
good folks you know
Hard times, your daddy wakes up,
and you lit the stove
Hard times, from the California
Hills to the Cumberland Road
Interlude
Verse 2
You got yours and I have mine
Mostly good folks have tried and
tried
To make a livin' on your minimum
wage
You're comin' up short nearly
every day
An' what's enough an' what's the
cost
You can't stand up 'cause all is
lost
You roll us up and your doors
are locked
There's a poor boy livin' on
every block
Chorus
Hard times, in the middle of
your road
Hard times, creepin' up on the
good folks you know
Hard times, you're livin' down,
the rest of you knows
Hard times, from the California
Hills to the Cumberland Road
Interlude
Solo
Interlude
Verse 3
When I was young my daddy said,
son
Never be ashamed of where you're
from
There's nothin' wrong with your
last name
So don't be lookin' for people
to blame
'Cause hard times they come and
they go
An' most of the time they're in
the middle of your road
It's the same pain, different
way
Don't you know, that when it
pours it rains
And they'll always be around
Followin' you from town to town
But you can get up when it puts
you down
'Cause everybody's got 'em if
you look around
Chorus
Hard times, in the middle of
your road
Hard times, creepin' up on the
good folks you know
Hard times, huddlin' around a
wood burnin' stove
Hard times, from the California
Hills to the Cumberland Road
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