Hard Times Songtext
von Eric Johnson

I grow tired of the city
Need to get away sometimes
I grow tired of the city
Need to get away sometimes

I like the big bright lights
But she′s on my mind


I go down to George's farm
Rest my weary soul
Down to George′s farm
I'mma rest my weary soul
Out in the big wide country
Where I want to go

Tell your mother, your papa
I've been falling down
And tell your brother, your sister
I′ve gone hit the town
Without your sweet, sweet love
Hard times I done found


Tell your mother, your papa
I′ve been falling down
And tell your brother, your sister
I've gone hit the town
Without your sweet, sweet love
Hard times I done found