| Hard times are here again
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| Folks are hunkerin' down
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| All the lost and lonely men
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| Slowly leaving town
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| Some are traveling by their thumbs
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| Some are ridin' blind
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| Hoping things are better somewhere
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| Somewhere down the line
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| Don’t you worry, Lucy, love
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| See your mama through
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| Soon as daddy gets his job
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| He’s gonna send for you
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| Hard times are here again
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| All the wise old men
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| Told us there was no way we’d have
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| Times like these again
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| We gave them all the power
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| Gave them our belief
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| We listened and we trusted
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| And we landed on relief
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| Don’t you worry, Lucy, love
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| See your mama through
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| Soon as daddy gets his job
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| He’s gonna send for you
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| Hard times are here again
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| Money’s getting scarce
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| All the while the prices keep on
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| Rising something fierce
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| Someone’s getting richer, boys
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| On the money that we earn
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| While we are standing stranded
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| On the pavement getting burned
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| Don’t you worry, Lucy, love
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| See your mama through
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| Soon as daddy gets his job
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| He’s gonna send for you
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| Hard times are here again
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| Folks are hunkerin' down
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| All the lost and lonely men
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| Are slowly leaving town |