Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Times

When I was my daddy said, Son
Never be ashamed of where from
There's nothin with your last name
Don't be for people to blame

Cause hard times come and they go
Most of the time in the middle of the road
the same pain in different ways
Don't your know, Son, it pours it rains

Hard
In the middle of road
times
Creepin up on the folks you know
times
You daddy wakes up and you lit the
times
From the California to the Coverdale Road

You got yours and I mine
Mostly folks have tried and tried
To make a on your minimum wage
Your coming up short every day

And enough and what's the cost
You can't stand up cause all is
You roll us up and your are locked
There's a poor boy livin on block

Hard
In the of your road
times
Creepin up on the good folks you
times
You're livin down the rest of you
times
From the California to the Coverdale Road

When I was my daddy said, Son
Never be of where your from
There's nothin wrong with your name
So be lookin for people to blame

Cause times they come and they go
And most of the they're in the middle of your road
It's the pain, different way
Don't your know when it pours it

And it'll always be
Followin you from to town
But you can get up it puts you down
Cause everybody's got 'em if you look

Hard
In the middle of your
Hard
Creepin up on the good folks you
times
Huddled around a wood stove
Hard
From the California to the Coverdale Roa