Hard Times

D C G D 2x D C G D The ole man stand by the lone chute, he sold his calves today D C G D He spits in the dust between his boots, as the semi pulls away D C G D The slick blue check in his grimy hands, shoves down in his coat D C G D It won't make the payment on the land, or pay the interest on the note C G D Oh...it's hard, hard times... D C G He's a young man with a loving wife, 2 children and a home D C G Plans to build a better life, and put a mortagage on his own D C G He lost his job when the boom went bust, still got bills to pay D C G Now he's pickin' up cans in the roadside dust, she's at the Feed-Rack Cafe C G D Oh....it's hard, hard times... D C G Now the ole' gray banker sits behind his desk, beneath a worried frown D C G He shuffles through the tangled mess of some good folks goin' down D C G He's known some of 'em for 30 years, and some point the finger of blame D C G An' no one see's the bankers tears, except the one who shares his name C G D Oh...it's hard, hard times... D G D Mmm Mmmm...it's hard, hard times... D C G D 2x