Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hard Times, artist - Gillian Welch. Album song The Harrow & The Harvest, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 27.06.2011
Record label: Acony
Song language: English
Hard Times |
There was a Camptown man, used to plow and sing |
He loved that mule and the mule loved him |
And when the day got long as it does about now |
I’d hear him singing to his muley cow |
Calling, «Come on my sweet old girl |
I’d bet the whole damn world |
We’re gonna make it yet to the end of the row» |
Singing, hard times ain’t gonna rule my mind |
Hard times ain’t gonna rule my mind, Bessie |
Hard times ain’t gonna rule my mind no more |
Said it’s a mean old world, heavy in need |
That big machine is just picking up speed |
They were supping on tears; |
they were supping on wine |
We all get to heaven in our own sweet time |
So come on all you Asheville boys |
Turn up your old-time noise |
Kick 'til the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor |
Singing, hard times ain’t gonna rule my mind, brother |
Hard times ain’t gonna rule my mind |
Hard times ain’t gonna rule my mind no more |
But the Camptown man doesn’t plow no more |
I seen him walking down to the cigarette store |
I guess he lost that knack; |
he forgot that song |
Woke up one morning and his mule was gone |
So come on you ragtime kings |
Come on you dogs and sing |
Pick up the dusty old horn and give it a blow |
Playing hard times ain’t gonna rule my mind, honey |
Hard times ain’t gonna rule my mind, sugar |
Hard times ain’t gonna rule my mind no more |