Hard times is about to get me Hard times, they hurt my hands Hard times, it took my woman Hard times lead her to a richer man Caught in the middle of
Don't ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies I was born on a freight train passing by My mother was poor, my father too I'll take anything I can
Losers, we're just losers Exclusive club that we're in Losers, we're just losers Why don't losers ever win Came in this morning to spread the word around
Money talks, it'll tell you a story Money talks, says strange things Money talks very loudly You'd be surprised the friends you can buy with small change
Well, you can talk to the governor, talk to a prince Talk to a preacher or the president Some people lie, some people lie and deceive When they say one
One drink of whisky, one drink of gin One drink of vodka and I told my friends Things don't seem quite like they used to As reality leaves, so does the
I got myself together, got my tie on straight Downtown, takin' care of business on the street Glen D's got that old piano on the road Blues is his bag
I've got teardrops in my tequila I've got teardrops in my tequila Got Colorado, not enchiladas, on my mind Ain't it cold as hell in Santa Fe Makes me
Heard the one about your woman Lord, she's been messing 'round She's been stepping out on the street Lord, she's been hanging out Ain't nobody had her
Beating down the pavement, looking for a job I'll do anything except steal and rob Unemployment is something I can't use If you can't use me, can you
