Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Times

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

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

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

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

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

Hard
In the middle of road
Hard
Creepin up on the folks you know
Hard
You're livin down the rest of you
Hard
From the California hills to the Road

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

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

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

Hard
In the middle of your
times
Creepin up on the folks you know
Hard
Huddled around a burnin stove
times
From the hills to the Coverdale Roa