Hard Times Gillian Welch

[Verse 1]
There was a Camptown man, used to plow and sing
And 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

[Chorus]
Calling, "Come on, my sweet old girl
I'd bet the whole damn world
And 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"

[Verse 2]
Said it's a mean old world, heavy in need
And that big machine is just a-picking up speed
And we're supping on tears, and we're supping on wine
We all get to heaven in our own sweet time

[Chorus]
So come all you Asheville boys
And 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"