Hard Time Hungrys

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Spoken
Well I don't know I don't know how old a man you are
But I know what it was in the early 30's
How was it
It was rough but um the way it's goin' right now a year from now you watch it
What
When people's is all out of jobs and no money to support the economy
What have you got
What
You g.. Huh
What have you got
You've got a depression that's what you've got

Verse
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There's an old man sittin' in a rented room
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Sittin' and watchin' the wall
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Tryin' to remember the good ole days
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And wonderin' why the kids don't call
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They used to go drivin' in the summer sun
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When his woman was alive
       E                A
Now he reads his Gideon Bible and waits
        E       B7       E
For his welfare check to arrive

Chorus
          A          E                  B7           E
He got the hard time hungrys doin' the best that he can
        A          E  C#m      E             B7       E
Lord the hard time hungrys are spreadin' all over the land

Verse
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There's a Tennessee housewife shoppin' in the market
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Wearin' last year's jeans
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She picks up a roast then changes her mind
        E             B7             E
Puts it back down and buys some more beans
    E                        A
Her old man's workin' in the filling station
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And what's he gonna say
     E                 A
When he sits down to a table full of nothin'
      E              B7      E
After workin' like a dog all day

Chorus
            A          E                  B7             E
They got the hard time hungrys doin' the best that they can
         A          E  C#m  E             B7        E
I see the hard time hungrys spreadin' all over the land

Verse
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A Mississippi farmer he watchin' the sky
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Wonderin' if it's gonna rain
    E                    A
The payment's due on the tractor Lord
        E              B7     E
And the subsidy's been taken away
       E               A
And in New York City a taxicab driver
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Screams at the world outside
         E               A
Cause it sure is hot and nobody's got
    E           B7         E
The money for a cross town ride

Chorus
                 A          E                  B7             E
Lord they got the hard time hungrys doin' the best that they can
         A          E  C#m  E             B7       E
I see the hard time hungrys spreadin' all over the land

Verse
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Now I ain't no preacher and I ain't no teacher
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But one thing's sure as the sun
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If the dollar keeps a droppin' and prices keep a risin'
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The worst is yet to come

Chorus
          A          E                 B7           E
We got the hard time hungrys I feel it touchin' my hand
              A          E  C#m  E             B7       E
Lord I see the hard time hungrys spreadin' all over the land
             A          E  C#m  E             B7       E
Yes I see the hard time hungrys spreadin' all over the land