Hard Times歌词

There was a camp town man
Used to plow and sing
And he loved that mule
And the mule loved him
When the day got long
As it does about now
I'd hear him singing to his muley-cow
Calling Come on my sweet old girl
And I'd bet the whole damn world
We're gonna make it
Yet to the end of the row
Singing Hard times ain't
Gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule
My mind Bessie
Hard times ain't gonna rule
My mind no more
Said it's a mean old world heavy in need
That big machine is just picking up speed
They were supping on tears
They were supping on wine
We all get to heaven in our own sweet time
So come all you Asheville boys
And turn up your old-time noise
And kick 'til the dust comes up
From the cracks in the floor
Singing Hard times ain't gonna rule
My mind brother
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule
My mind no more

But the camp town man
He doesn't plow no more
I seen him walking down to
The cigarette store
Guess he lost that knack
And he forgot that song
Woke up one morning
And the mule was gone
So come on you ragtime kings
And come on you dogs and sing
And pick up the dusty old horn
And give it a blow
Playing Hard times ain't gonna
Rule my mind honey
Hard times ain't gonna rule
My mind sugar
Hard times ain't gonna rule
My mind no more