Hard Times

My boss thinks that I'm his tool and I guess that he is right

Uses me like the shovel in my hand

But if this shovel was as strong, it wouldn't hold a load of dirt

I guess that's why that I'm important to that man

Hard times, hard times

Knockin', knockin', knockin', knockin' on my door

Hard times, hard times

But I don't care very much anymore

Hard times, hard times

I think I'd give anything if I didn't have to work

I get so tired that I just can't take a breath

But I'm smart enough to know that I'm not so very smart

If I don't work, I guess I'll drink myself to death

Hard times, hard times

Knockin', knockin', knockin', knockin' on my door

Hard times, hard times

But I don't care very much anymore

Hard times, hard times

Now once I whiled my hours away thinkin' deep and simple thoughts

Thirstin' for a way to be a great big man

But all my thirsting for these things, I have now learned how to quench

With a drink of water from an old tin can

Hard times, hard times

Knockin', knockin', knockin', knockin' on my door

Hard times, hard times

But I don't care very much anymore

Hard times, hard times

Hard times, hard times

Knockin', knockin', knockin', knockin' on my door

Hard times, hard times

But I don't care very much anymore

Hard times, hard times

Hard times