Where the doors are locked and barred
With a big long chain tied to the floor
Damn his soul, I'm weak and I'm poor
These are hard times for sure
I was dealt the blues in cards
Once she came to visit me
Turned away fast as can be
These are hard times for sure
I stole myself some rope today
I stole myself some rope today
And then my soul will fly away
Where it'll go, I don't dare to say
These are hard times for sure
These are hard times for sure
These are hard times for sure More from Those Poor Bastards