Nashville Cast feat. Rainee Blake, Chris Carmack, Jonathan Jackson & Sam Palladio -
Nashville, Season 6: Episode 8 (Music from the Original TV Series)
Hard Days
I know that I was given everything I could take
From the moment I was livin', I was dyin' to make
Nothin' out of somethin', real out of fake
It's hard days livin' in the world
Said the man on the corner
With a sign in his hands
And the other in his pocket
A feverish grin
"Could you spare me a dollar,
Whatever you can?"
It's hard days livin' in the world
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
The mother in the market with the kids in line
Gettin' poorer every second tryin' hard to survive
The water isn't runnin', the bills pile high
It's hard days livin' in the world
The paper trends of terror and an oil hike
The communistic pleasures of a union strike
The president shelters in his bed at night
It's hard days livin' in the world
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
The soldier in the desert hear the shot in the heart
As his mother gets a letter sayin' he fought hard
Well it doesn't help the matter if he's honored or not
It's hard days livin' in the world
The choir sings a hymn, no, it's the God's own verse
The family in the front row lookin' to her
And everyone's an angel for what it's worth
It's hard days livin' in the world
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I know that I was given everything I could take
From the moment I was livin', I was dying to make
Nothin' out of somethin', real out of fake
It's hard days livin' in the world
Yeah, it's hard days livin' in the world
Yeah, it's hard days livin' in the world
From the moment I was livin', I was dyin' to make
Nothin' out of somethin', real out of fake
It's hard days livin' in the world
Said the man on the corner
With a sign in his hands
And the other in his pocket
A feverish grin
"Could you spare me a dollar,
Whatever you can?"
It's hard days livin' in the world
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
The mother in the market with the kids in line
Gettin' poorer every second tryin' hard to survive
The water isn't runnin', the bills pile high
It's hard days livin' in the world
The paper trends of terror and an oil hike
The communistic pleasures of a union strike
The president shelters in his bed at night
It's hard days livin' in the world
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
The soldier in the desert hear the shot in the heart
As his mother gets a letter sayin' he fought hard
Well it doesn't help the matter if he's honored or not
It's hard days livin' in the world
The choir sings a hymn, no, it's the God's own verse
The family in the front row lookin' to her
And everyone's an angel for what it's worth
It's hard days livin' in the world
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I know that I was given everything I could take
From the moment I was livin', I was dying to make
Nothin' out of somethin', real out of fake
It's hard days livin' in the world
Yeah, it's hard days livin' in the world
Yeah, it's hard days livin' in the world
Credits
Writer(s): Austin Plaine
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