Lyrics Hard Time Losin' Man - Jim Croce

Hard Time Losin' Man

And you think you’ve seen trouble
Well you’re lookin' at the man ah ha
Oh, the world’s own original hard luck story
And a hard time losin' man
Oh, sometimes skies are cloudy
And sometimes skies are blue
And sometimes they say that you eat the bear
But sometimes the bear eats you
And sometimes I feel like I should go
Far far away and hide
'Cause I keep a waitin' for my ship to come in
And all that ever comes is the tide
Oh I saved up all my money
I gonna buy me a flashy car
So I go downtown to see the man
And he smokin' on a big cigar
Well he must’a thought I were Rockefeller
Or an uptown man of wealth
He said, «Boy I got the car that’s made for you
And it’s cleaner than the Board of Health»
Then I got on the highway… oh, I feelin' fine… I hit a bump
Then I found I bought a car held together
By wire, and a couple a' hunks of twine
Oh, Friday night, feelin' right
I head out on the street
Standin' in the doorway
Was a dealer known as Pete
Well he sold me a dime of some super fine
Dynamite from Mexico
I spent all that night
Just tryin' to get right
On an ounce of oregano