Hard Times

Clappin' our hands when we're out on the weekend

Stompin' our feet with the people we believe in

Dogs howlin' at the moon, holdin' out for pain

Waitin' for the day they leave their towns and make their names

And ain't no remedy to recommend

Hard times in the hearts of young men

Speakin' our minds but nobody cares

You know some people got it so good it just ain't fair

No money in our pockets so you know we have to make a move

Aw, we live tough, we die tough but it ain't our lives to choose

'Cause after all we cross and avert them

Hard times in the hearts of young men

In the hearts of young men

The President ain't got our cause

He's sellin' souls and breakin' laws

And tellin' lies for the applause

Well, ain't no future for our kind

So waste our hours in the old mines

And walk with hope down crowded lines

And these are hard times

Me and my kids got a gift for the man

With our souls on fire and our hearts in our hands

A fist in the face of any mouth that will tell us no

Ain't no time left for fakin', you know we gotta go, go, go

Before there's no flag left here to defend

Hard times in the hearts of young men