Bobby Bare - Hard Time Hungrys lyrics

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