Hard Days

I know that I was given
Everything I could take
From the moment I was living
I was dying to make
Nothing out of something
Or real out of fake
It's hard days
Living 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
Living in the world
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh
The mother in the market
With the kids in line
Getting poorer every second
Trying hard to survive
The water isn't running
The bills pile high
It's hard days
Living 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
Living 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
Saying he fought hard
Well it doesn't help the matter
If he's honored or not
It's hard days
Living in the world
The choir sings a hymn
Oh it's the God's own verse
The family in the front row
Looking at her
And everyone's an angel
For what it's worth
It's hard days
Living 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 living
I was dying to make
Nothing out of something
Or real out of fake
It's hard days
Living in the world
Yeah it's hard days
Living in the world
Yeah it's hard days
Living in the world