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The ole man stands by the lone chute He sold his calves today He spits in the dust between his boots As the semi pulls away Slick blue check in his grimy hands Shoves down in his coat Won't make the payment on the land Pay the interest on the note Oh, it's hard, hard times A young man with a loving wife Two children and a home He plans to build a better life Put a mortgage on his own He lost his job when the boom went bust Still got bills to pay Now he's picking' up cans in the roadside dust She's at the Feed-Rack Cafe Oh, it's hard, hard times Now the ole gray banker sits behind his desk Beneath a worried frown He shuffles through the tangled mess Of some good folks goin' down He's known some of 'em for thirty years And some point the finger of blame No one sees his tears The one who shares his name Oh, it's hard, hard times It's hard, hard times