hard times

Lyrics

i ain't got a nickel to call mine, the government has made me pay my tax on time, they've takin' all my bread, and left me here for dead, i ain't even got a lousy dime, who the hell wants money, when there ain't none to be had, it don't make the good times better, it don't make the bad times bad, well you find out who your friends are, when you ain't got a dime, just trying to make the best of these hard times, i've got 15 cars and i can't afford the gas, we've got a horse, but how long can she last, my managers enraged, my banker stands there days, funny how the money goes so fast, we are broke but we've been broke before, but being broke don't scare us anymore, my daddy's broke and grandpa too, but i'm still here to sing for you, we are going to make it thru for sure. well you find out who your friends are, when you ain't got a dime, just trying to make the best of these hard times