Hard Times

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[Verse 1]
            G
Scream like jets off to Orion
   Em
As drone bless kin
        G
And the hills sing prayers of 
America
           Em
It's hard times we're in

[Chorus]
          G
It's hard times
          Em
It's hard times
          G
It's hard times
          Em
It's hard times
Am                    C
Soon, the only gentle voice you'll 
hear
                  G
Is one you cannot know to fear
                          D
The kind that's cut draws blood from
 filth
          C                        
It's what fates, it feeds the toil 
   Em
of fallen men
                G
A buy-in sweeps limb from limb
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                     Am        
Is plucked by poison quill, but 
             B7
don't stand still

[Interlude]
G Em

[Chorus]
C                    G     Em
Its hard times, hard times
         C
Its hard times

[Interlude]
G Em

[Verse 2]
         G
Fear the not, hands of a maker
    Em
And chairmen guilt sobs
          G
But still loyal meet for the satyrs
         Em
Its hard times, is what you've got

[Chorus]
          G
It's hard times
          Em
It's hard times
          G
It's hard times
          Em
It's hard times
      Am                    C
Soon, soon, the only gentle voice 
you'll hear
                  G
Is one you cannot know to fear
                          D
The kind that's cut draws blood from
 filth
          C                        
It's what fates, it feeds the toil 
   Em
of fallen men
                G
A buy-in sweeps limb from limb
                     Am        
Is plucked by poison quill, but 
             B7
don't stand still

[Interlude]
G Em

[Chorus]
C                    G      Em
Its hard times, hard times
C                    G      Em
Its hard times, hard times
         C      G
Its hard times