Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more

"Hard Times"
by Gillian Welch and David Rawlings

There was a Camptown Man who used to plow and sing
He loved that mule and the mule loved him
When the day got long as it does about now
I'd hear him singing to his muley-cow

Calling, Come on my sweet old girl,
I'd bet the whole damn world
That we're gonna make it yet to the end of the row

Singing hard times ain't gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, Bessie
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more

He said it's a mean old world, heavy in need
That big machine is just a-picking up speed
We're supping on tears, we're supping on wine
We all get to heaven in our own sweet time

So come all you Asheville boys
Turn up your old-time noise
And kick 'til the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor

Singing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, brother
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more

But the Camptown man, he doesn't plow no more
I seen him walking down to the Superette store
Guess he lost that nag and he forgot that song
Woke up one morning and the mule was gone

So come on, you ragtime kings
Come on you dogs and sing
Pick up your dusty old horn and give it a blow

Playing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, sugar
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more

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