times are getting hard

the first one now will later be last,what was old is new again , hang onto your wine skins. Times are getting hard boys, money’s mighty scarce if things don’t get no better boys gonna leave this place. I took my true love by the hand led her round the town. the way her eyes looked when she looked into those stores it made me feel low down an the money it ain’t no good boys the times are just way to hard things don’t get no better boys gotta move along yeh pack up the old car boys with everything we can fit in. the rest we have to leave behind ,we’re heading out again. times are getting hard boys ,the moneys mighty thin things ain’t getting no better here we’re living in the car again. and the folks out in Texas oh lord the crops are withered to the ground. ain’ no since in looking to the bankers you know they always let us down times are getting hard boys money ain’t no good can’t get enough together to keep ourselves in food. take my bible from the side of the bed, the old shotgun off the wall, stack them in the old car boys time for us to haul. even out in California where everything’s so green all the poor folks in the street are saying it’s the worst they ever seen. times are getting hard boys can’t rub two cents together, and if that wasn’t bad enough we gotta fight this dog gone weather. well I wanna go somewhere where I can get a little ground that’ll grow food. to be able to take care of my family ,that does my hearty a little good. you know the times are getting hard boys there ain’t no relief in sight. things ain’t getting no better ,looks like we’re in a long long fight. So tell those boys up in Washington they better learn to get along, ‘cause us people out in the United States we need some people up there we can rely on. times are getting hard boys, money’s nearly gone. if things don’t get no better boys probably gonna be about the last of my songs.