Baby, it's the hard times that
Are putting you down
To the pavement, to the solid ground
It's gonna be the hard times
That'll leave you when things are cheap again

Baby, it's the hard times, don't you know
That has taken the shine off your golden look
It's gonna be the hard times
That'll leave you when
You come back to me again

Hard times
You're running scared on the streers
Hard times, with all beggars and the priests
Hard times
With the welfare checking here on time
Telling everybody everything's just fine
Hard times, hard times

Baby, it's the hard times
And the taste is here
From champagne, going to sipping on beer
Baby, it's the hard times that's
Eating on your soul it's about time you know

Hard times
They've raised the price of smoke and drink
Hard times, gonna make make me stop and think
Hard times, will it ever be the same
All this talk of a chance of
Work is just a crazy game

Hard times
They're gonna force you to the wall
Hard times, 'til there's nothing left at all
Hard times
This walking wreck ain't worth a dime
Got your head hanging down in
There with the line

Hard times, it seems the whole world has quit
Hard times, you've got no future, got no past
Hard times, just how long can it last
You wake up one day and find
Out it's gone in a flash

Hard times!

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): ERIC VICTOR BURDON, JOHN STERLING