Hard Time Hungrys

<br>There`s an old man sittin` in a rented room sittin` and watchin` the wall<br>Tryin` to remember the good ole days and wonderin` why the kids don`t call<br>They used to go drivin` in the summer sun when his woman was alive<br>Now he reads his Gideon Bible and waits for his welfare check to arrive<br>He got the hard time hungrys doin` the best that he can<br>Lord the hard time hungrys are spreadin` all over the land<br><br>There`s a Tennessee housewife shoppin` in the market wearin` her last used jeans<br>She picks up a roast then changes her mind<br>Puts it back down and buys some more beans<br>Her old man`s workin` in the filling station and what`s he gonna say<br>When he sits down to a table full of nothin` after workin` like a dog all day<br>He got the hard time hungrys doin` the best that they can<br>I see the hard time hungrys spreadin` all over the land<br><br>A Mississippi farmer he`s watchin` the sky wondering if it`s gonna rain<br>The payment`s due on the tractor Lord and the subsidy`s been taken away<br>And in New York City a taxicab driver screams at the world outside<br>Cause it sure is hot and nobody`s got the money for a cross town ride<br>Lord they got the hard time hungrys...<br><br>Now I ain`t no preacher and I ain`t no teacher but one thing`s sure as the sun<br>If the dollar keeps a droppin` and prices keep a risin` the worst is yet to come<br>We got the hard time hungrys I feel it touchin` my hand<br>Lord I see the hard time hungrys spreadin` all over the land<br>Yes I see the hard time hungrys spreadin` all over the land