Hard Times lyrics

Song information

Artist: Arlo Guthrie
Album: Arlo Guthrie

Lyrics

I ain't got a nickle to call mine
The goverment and the state of mass. combined
They've taken all my bread
And left me here for dead
We ain't even got a lousy dime

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Who the hell wants money
When there ain't none to be had
It don't make the good times better
It don't make the hard times bad
Well you find out who your friends are
When you ain't got a dime
We're trying to make the best of these hard times

I've got 15 cars and I can't afford the gas
We've got a horse, but how long can she last
My manager's enraged
My banker stands there dazed
Funny how the money goes so fast

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We are broke but we've been broke before
But being broke don't scare us anymore
My dad was broke and grandpa too
But I'm still here to sing for you
We are going to see it thru for sure..

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Well you find out who your friends are
When you ain't got a dime
We're trying to make the best of these hard times