All My Hard Times

(альбом: Introspect - 1968)

Mm, mm, mm, mm-mm
Whoa, yeah
All my hard times soon be over
All my hard times soon be over, yeah

I was born in a two-room shack
The only thing I owned was hanging on my back
Been in trouble, thrown in jail
Had nobody to go my bail

But now
All my hard times soon be over
All my hard times, y'all, soon be over, yeah

Listen
I've been pushed, I've been shoved
Been put down by the people I love
I've been hurt, I've been scorned
Times I wished I'd never been born

Oh, ah all my hard times soon be over
Talking 'bout all of my
All of my hard times soon be over

Hey, hey
Hard, hard times
Help, help, help me, somebody
Hard, hard times
Lord, have mercy on me

I blamed the whole world for the shape I was in
I was too blind to see
My worst enemy was under my skin
It was me

I was lost but now I'm found
There ain't no way to keep a good man down
You came along and took my hand
Made me feel like a natural man

And now
All my hard times
Pretty soon
Whoa, talking 'bout all of my
All of my hard times soon be over

I wonder is there anybody here tonight
Cry when things don't go right?
You don't have to feel blue
With a place in the sun for me and you
One fine morning gonna rise and shine
Sure gonna ease this troubled mind

Talking 'bout all
All of my hard times soon
Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, gonna soon
Gonna ease my troubled mind
You don't have to cry