Hard Times Again
We've been here before,
you and the devil waiting at my door.
Don't come here anymore ,
its hard times again.
I try, try in vain,
to be free from her toil and pain,
yet still these scars remain,
it's hard times again.
She was true to me,
Now she's a memory.
here go,
the hard times again.
Wheels don't seem to roll,
my bed wont rock ,
and my boat wont row.
Dressed up,
nowhere to go,
and it's hard times again.
I cant fall asleep at night.
Death hanging on me like a parasite.
My futures black and white,
its hard time again.
She was good to me
Now she's just misery
here, oh
The hard times again.
I shouldn't take so much,
but she's got the killing touch.
Leans on you like a crutch
and its hard times again.
She'll stick like a disease,
then bring you to your knees,
leave you begging please,
for the hard times again.
She was a friend of mine,
sure as the sun did shine,
and i'll see her down the line,
when its hard times again.
Chris Rondinella: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Jim Keltner: Drums, Percusion
Sebastian Steinberg: Upright Bass
Sean Watkins: Acoustic Guitar
Will Gramling: Piano
Reeve Carney : Acoustic Guitar
Ben Peeler: Steel Guitar, Banjo
Rich Hinman: Pedal Steel
Strings:
John Krovoza, Paul Cartwright, Mario De Leon, Nancy Kuo, Agnus Schwartz,
Artyom Manukyan, Savannah Jo Lack, Luke Feldman, Brit Gardner, Haley Smith
Arranged By:
Ross Garren