Songtexte
My
boss
thinks
that
I'm
his
tool
and
I
guess
that
he
is
right
Uses
me
like
the
shovel
in
my
hand
But
if
this
shovel
was
as
strong,
it
would'nt
hold
a
doughnut
nut
I
guess
that's
why
that
I'm
important
to
that
man
Hard
times,
hard
times
Knockin',
knockin',
knockin',
knockin'
on
my
door
Hard
times,
hard
times
But
I
don't
care
very
much
anymore
Hard
times,
hard
times
I
think
I'd
give
anything
if
I
didn't
have
to
work
I
get
so
tired
that
I
just
can't
take
a
breath
But
I'm
smart
enough
to
know
that
I'm
not
so
very
smart
If
I
don't
work
I
guess
I'll
drink
myself
to
death
Hard
times,
hard
times
Knockin',
knockin',
knockin',
knockin'
on
my
door
Hard
times,
hard
times
But
I
don't
care
very
much
anymore
Hard
times,
hard
times
Now
once
I
whiled
my
hours
thinking
deep
and
simple
thoughts
Thirsting
for
a
way
to
be
a
great
big
man
But
all
my
thirsting
for
these
things,
I
have
now
learned
how
to
quench
With
a
drink
of
water
from
an
old
tin
can
Hard
times,
hard
times
Knockin',
knockin',
knockin',
knockin'
on
my
door
Hard
times,
hard
times
But
I
don't
care
very
much
anymore
Hard
times,
hard
times
Hard
times,
hard
times
Knockin',
knockin',
knockin',
knockin'
on
my
door
Hard
times,
hard
times
But
I
don't
care
very
much
anymore
Hard
times,
hard
times,
hard
times
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