Lyrics Those Poor Bastards

Those Poor Bastards

These Are Hard Times

My old man

He put me in jail

It's hard

My old man

He put me in jail

It's hard

Where the doors are locked and barred

With a big long chain tied to the floor

Damn his soul, I'm weak and I'm poor

These are hard times for sure

My darlin forgot my name

It's hard

My darlin forgot my name

And it's hard

I was dealt the blues in cards

Once she came to visit me

Turned away fast as can be

These are hard times for sure

I stole myself some rope today

It's hard

I stole myself some rope today

It's hard

My body I'll discard

And then my soul will fly away

Where it'll go, I don't dare to say

These are hard times for sure

These are hard times for sure

These are hard times for sure