Hard Times

Lyrics

All those years of luxury And living without sympathy Who did you think it was who'd have to pay the fee? I know how you cried for those Who in the winter always froze But to them you're no one close Hard times comin' in the wind Hard love tumblin' round the bend Cold blood rollin' across the land Now when you had me on my knees For every drop that you could squeeze Oh how you loved my misery But now the tables have been turned And all your back roads have been burned You shall reap what you have earned Hard times comin' in the wind Hard love tumblin' round the bend Cold blood rollin' across the land You bеtter make your stand All those yеars of luxury Living without sympathy Who did you think it was who'd have to pay the fee? Hard times comin' in the wind Hard love tumblin' round the bend Cold blood rollin' across the land You better make your stand