Hard Times They Never Go Away
Cold, long and weary; the winter's gone dead.
Busted up ol' overcoat, coverin' my head.
One more season of tryin' to lay it down.
"Damn ol' life," I mumble, to no one around.
Through a million miles of walkin',
with a million things to say,
I can't cut closer to the bone;
hard times've never gone away.
Big wind "˜a blowin', and comin' on strong.
Throwing down a good man, and everything's gone wrong.
I've let a troubled life poison me,
buried most the good parts and let the bad run free.
Through a million miles of walkin', etc...
Heartache and sadness, they look to be my friends.
How I'd like to kill them both & start all over again.
They count on defining their lives by my past,
Come now, Great Redeemer; heal me up at last.
Through a million miles of walkin', etc...