Jerry Reed
"Hard Times" lyrics

Hard Times

Talking about some hard times
Now listen to me, neighbor

I grew up in a shotgun shack
Drew water from a well
That we dug out back
Mama cooked our supper
On a cast iron stove
Daddy listened to Hank
On his old radio

The cracks in the wall
Let the wind blow through
While Hank sing a chorus
Of the "Lovesick Blues"

Well, the times were hard
But we didn't complain
When you're down on your luck
It'll damn sure rain

It was hot in the summer
Cold in the winter
And we always seemed to have beans for dinner
Hard times brought a lot of hunger and pain
When you're down on your luck
It'll damn sure rain
It'll damn sure rain
It was hard times

Listen
We had an old hound dog
And he slept on the porch
Hunted coons at night
With a pine knot torch
We cut a lot of timber
For the old saw mill
We chopped a lot of cotton
And we plowed in the fields

Drove a wagon into town
To the General Store
We went to a church
That had a stick board floor

Well, the times was hard
But we didn't complain
Cause when you're down on your luck
It'll damn sure rain

It was hot in the summer
Cold in the winter
And we always seemed to have beans for dinner
Hard times brought a lot of hunger and pain
When you're down on your luck
It'll damn sure rain
Oh, it will rain sometimes
It was hard times

I remember it well
That brush front yard
Daddy killing them hogs
Mama boiling that lard
That kerosene lamp
How it glowed in the night
And the smell of that mule grime
About daylight

I can see it right now
At the shotgun shack
Papa drawing that water
From the well out back

That time was hard
But we didn't complain
Cause when you're down on your luck
It'll damn sure rain

It was hot in the summer
Cold in the winter
And we always seemed to have beans for dinner
Hard times brought a lot of hunger and pain
When you're down on your luck
It'll damn sure rain

It was hot in the summer
Cold in the winter
And we always seemed to have beans for dinner
Hard times brought a lot of hunger and pain
When you're down on your luck
It'll damn sure rain
Oh, how it rains
It was hard times

Listen
Sometimes, neighbor, the sun don't shine
Talking to your friends it's hard times
Talk about the hard times

Authors: Bud McGuire, George Pearce