By: jimmy buffett

1970

Every day held a new surprise

I watched the hunger burning in my sister's eyes

The paste-board shack we called a home

Would haunt me in my dreams

'cause there's nothing soft about hard times

There's nothing soft about hard times



We never knew anything groovy

A dime meant bread and not a movie

The muscles that controlled my smile were rarely ever used

'cause there's nothing soft about hard times

There's nothing soft about hard times



Chorus:

I had to go 'cause i could see

I wasn't meant for poverty

The family ties were broken soon

I went off to find the moon



So i sit on a bench in jackson square

I drink my wine and i breathe the midnight air

Tomorrow i'll just hit the street and bum another dime

'cause there's nothing soft about hard times

There's nothing soft about hard times



Chorus:

I had to go 'cause i could see

I wasn't meant for poverty

The family ties were broken soon

I went off to find the moon



So i sit on a bench in jackson square

I drink my wine and i breathe the midnight air

Tomorrow i'll just hit the street and bum another dime

'cause there's nothing soft about hard times

There's nothing soft about hard times



There's nothing soft about

No, no, no, no hard times

There's nothing soft about hard times

No, no, no, no those hard times

There's nothing soft about hard times

I'm going to tell you about the hard times

There's nothing soft about hard times

No, no, no, no hard times




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