Now it's hard time, baby,
Hard times everywhere I go
Hard times, baby, hard times everywhere I go
Now these people keep cryin' 'bout hard times,
They comin' more and more...
Now I don't even see what these
Poor people is going to do
Now I can't see what people,
These poor people is going to do
Keep cryin' about these hard times
And they coming more and more...
Now I went to the factory this mornin'
Where I had worked ten years ago
And I went to the factory this mornin'
Where I had worked ten years ago
And the bossman told me that they ain't
Hirin' in here no more...
Hard times, boy,
And it's hard times everywhere I go
Hard times, boy, hard times everywhere I go
These people keep crying 'bout hard times
And there's no work in here no more
Now if I was a bluebird, mama,
Had my trunk packed on my back
Hey if I was a bluebird,
Had my trunk packed on my back
I would fly away from this town, mama,
And I'd swear I would never come back...
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