Times're gettin' hard boy money's almost gone

Times're gettin' hard boy time to move along

Gonna take my true love by the hand lead her from this town

Times're gettin' hard boy we're California bound



Pack up everything we own that won't take us long

Say goodbye today because tomorrow we'll be gone

It's hard to leave this place it's been hometown for so long

Oh but the men can't live with nothing's right and everything goes wrong

Sometimes I drink cause sometimes I think maybe I was born with a curse

Things don't get no better for me they just go from bad to worse

You know I spent my entire life learned my trade and working hard

Then one day the bossman brought some big machines

And next day he told me I was fired

Times're gettin' hard boy...