Hard Time Hungrys Lyrics - Bobby Bare

There's an old man sittin' in a rented room sittin' and watchin' the wall 

Tryin' to remember the good ole days and wonderin' why the kids don't call 

They used to go drivin' in the summer sun when his woman was alive 

Now he reads his Gideon Bible and waits for his welfare check to arrive 

He got the hard time hungrys doin' the best that he can 

Lord the hard time hungrys are spreadin' all over the land 

There's a Tennessee housewife shoppin' in the market wearin' her last used jeans 

She picks up a roast then changes her mind 

Puts it back down and buys some more beans 

Her old man's workin' in the filling station and what's he gonna say 

When he sits down to a table full of nothin' after workin' like a dog all day 

He got the hard time hungrys doin' the best that they can 

I see the hard time hungrys spreadin' all over the land 

A Mississippi farmer he's watchin' the sky wondering if it's gonna rain 

The payment's due on the tractor Lord and the subsidy's been taken away 

And in New York City a taxicab driver screams at the world outside 

Cause it sure is hot and nobody's got the money for a cross town ride 

Lord they got the hard time hungrys... 

Now I ain't no preacher and I ain't no teacher but one thing's sure as the sun 

If the dollar keeps a droppin' and prices keep a risin' the worst is yet to come 

We got the hard time hungrys I feel it touchin' my hand 

Lord I see the hard time hungrys spreadin' all over the land 

Yes I see the hard time hungrys spreadin' all over the land