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There's a crack in the window, cold cuts like a knife
Floorboards moan like they're tired of life
Fridge hums low, but the shelves are bare
Still I lace up these boots, 'cause quittin' ain't there
Coal smoke hangin' like a ghost in the air
Shirt's worn thin but I still wear it with care
They say hard work pays, but I ain't seen the proof
Just broken backs and busted roofs
Yeah, hard times howl like a dog in the street
Gnawin' at your pride, tryin' to drag you to defeat
But I don't crawl, and I don't beg
I stand my ground with a stomp and a leg
Kids got dreams bigger than my pay
But I teach 'em to fight, not to run away
We don't eat steak, but we season the bone
And we sing like kings when the lights are gone
Hard times howl, but I howl back
With a voice full of fire and a spine that won't crack
You can bruise this flesh, you can starve my plate
But I walk with the blues, and I carry my weight
Ain't no shame in a poor man's song
It's built from the truth we've known all along
Blood in the strings, soul in the dirt
We turn our pain into power, and wear the hurt
Let the hard times howl, let the winds get rough
I was born with nothin', and that made me tough
Ain't no silver, but I still shine
With a six-string roar and a workman's spine