Hard Times

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 are in the middle of your road

It's the same pain in different ways

Don't your know son, when it pours, it rains?

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 crumblin' road

You got yours and I've had mine

Mostly good folks have tried and tried

To make a livin' on your minimum wage

You're comin' up short nearly everyday

And what's enough and 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

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 know

Hard times

From the California Hills to the crumblin' road

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

And most of the time are in the middle of your road

It's the same pain every way

Don't you know that when it pours it rains?

And it'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

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 crumblin' road