Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Times

When I was my daddy said, Son
be ashamed of where your from
There's nothin wrong with last name
Don't be lookin for to blame

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

Hard
In the middle of your
Hard
Creepin up on the good you know
times
You wakes up and you lit the stove
times
From the California hills to the Coverdale

You got and I have mine
Mostly good folks have and tried
To make a livin on your minimum
Your coming up short nearly day

And what's and what's the cost
You can't stand up all is lost
You roll us up and your doors are
a poor boy livin on every block

Hard
In the middle of your
times
Creepin up on the folks you know
times
You're down the rest of you knows
Hard
From the California hills to the Coverdale

When I was my daddy said, Son
Never be ashamed of where your
There's wrong with your last name
So don't be lookin for people to

Cause hard times come and they go
And most of the time they're in the middle of road
It's the pain, different way
your know when it pours it rains

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

Hard
In the middle of your
Hard
up on the good folks you know
Hard
Huddled a wood burnin stove
times
From the California hills to the Roa