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Well, hard times, baby, hard times everywhere I go Lord, hard times, hear me, hard times everywhere I go Now people keep crying about hard times, they coming more and more Lord, I can't even see what poor people is going to do Lord, I can't even see what poor people is going to do They keep crying about these hard times, they coming more and more Well, went to the factory this morning where I had worked ten years ago Lord, I went to the factory this morning where I had worked ten years ago And the bossman told me that they ain't hiring anymore Well, if I was a bluebird, baby, had my trunk packed on my back Lord, if I was a bluebird, baby, had my trunk packed on my back I'd fly away from this town, mama, swear I would never come back
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