Story Behind The Song

Inspired by a summer of reading John Steinbeck and listening to Woody Guthrie.

Song Description

Dirge on the state of the planet.

Lyrics

Tomara Kafka
Copyright © Kafka 2006

Times R Hard

I'm gonna stand tall; no one can beat me down.
I know what's right, and I'll stand my ground,
I've worked as long as any hand,
These times are hard.

I'm going downtown to see the man:
A corporate suit in a faceless bank.
He's trying to take my land.
These times are hard.

Bridge: Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

I need to go I need to see my brother;
He's locked behind cold steel bars,
Like seven million others
These times are hard.

Hey, mister, have you seen my sister?
I'm looking deep and low.
Someone hit her then ripped her,
These times are hard.

Bridge: Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I live for peace, I work for peace, I'm tired of war.
These times are hard.

The sun is shining, it's a hundred degrees.
Winter's cold record freeze,
But keep on driving those SUVs
'Cause times are hard.

Bridge: Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
No one can protect us now from these monster storms.
There's nothing to protect us now from these monster storms.

But we're I'm gonna stand tall; no one can beat us down.
We know what's right, and We'll stand our ground,
We've worked as long as any hand,
And these times are hard.

One fine day you'll bury me,
A handful of ashes under a live oak tree.
When you look back will you remember that times were hard?
When you look back will you remember that times were hard?

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