Hard Times Blues

Eric Clapton

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    Now it's hard time, baby, hard times everywhere I go
    Hard times, baby, hard times everywhere I go
    Now these people keep cryin' 'bout hard times, they comin' more and more

    Now I don't even see what these poor people is going to do
    Now I can't see what people, these poor people is going to do
    Keep cryin' about these hard times and they coming more and more

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    Now I went to the factory this mornin' where I had worked ten years ago
    And I went to the factory this mornin' where I had worked ten years ago
    And the bossman told me that they ain't hirin' in here no more

    Hard times, boy, and it's hard times everywhere I go
    Hard times, boy, hard times everywhere I go
    These people keep crying 'bout hard times and there's no work in here no more

    Now if I was a bluebird, mama, had my trunk packed on my back
    Hey if I was a bluebird, had my trunk packed on my back
    I would fly away from this town, mama, and I'd swear I would never come back.

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    Composition: Lane Hardin

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