| Baby, it’s the hard times that are putting you down
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| To the pavement, to the solid ground
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| It’s gonna be the hard times
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| That’ll leave you when things are cheap again
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| Baby, it’s the hard times, don’t you know
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| That has taken the shine off your golden look
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| It’s gonna be the hard times that’ll leave you when
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| You come back to me again
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| Hard times, you’re running scared on the streers
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| Hard times, with all beggars and the priests
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| Hard times, with the welfare checking here on time
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| Telling everybody everything’s just fine
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| Hard times, hard times
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| Baby, it’s the hard times, and the taste is here
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| From champagne, going to sipping on beer
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| Baby, it’s the hard times that’s eating on your soul
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| It’s about time you know
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| Hard times, they’ve raised the price of smoke and drink
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| Hard times, gonna make make me stop and think
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| Hard times, will it ever be the same
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| All this talk of a chance of work is just a crazy game
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| Hard times, they’re gonna force you to the wall
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| Hard times, 'til there’s nothing left at all
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| Hard times, this walking wreck ain’t worth a dime
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| Got your head hanging down in there with the line
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| Hard times, it seems the whole world has quit
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| Hard times, you’ve got no future, got no past
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| Hard times, just how long can it last
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| You wake up one day and find out it’s gone in a flash
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| Hard times! |