Joe & Martina - Hard Times

Black smoke rollin' from a one-ton diesel
Pedal to the metal gravel goes up flyin'
Come high noon it's back to the grindstone
Back breaking soul shaking ain't no cryin'

Runnin' with the wind like a cut loose bronco
Sun's up in that western sky
Chasing down a dream and never gonna let it die
Got me this far can't give up now
Ridin' this road til the road runs out
Doin' all I can but still barely gettin' by
Waitin' on the good to come from the Hard Times

Tonight it's going down, down at the honky tonk
Playin' solid gold and playin' for tips
I'll pay these dues til I'm six feet under
All nighter, prize fighter never gonna quit

Runnin' with the wind like a cut loose bronco
Sun's up in that western sky
Chasing down a dream and never gonna let it die
Got me this far can't give up now
Ridin' this road til the road runs out
Doin' all I can but still barely gettin' by
Waitin' on the good to come from the Hard Times

Ain't there yet, but my day's comin'
Gold record dreams, keep me gunnin'

Runnin' with the wind like a cut loose bronco
Sun's up in that western sky
Chasing down a dream and never gonna let it die
Got me this far can't give up now
Ridin' this road til the road runs out
Doin' all I can but still barely gettin' by
Waitin' on the good to come from the Hard Times

Written by:
Dustin Huff, Joe Costa, Johnny Garcia, Martina Costa

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find