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Intro: G D G D G verse 1: C G Well, it's hippity-hop to the bucket shop D G I lost all my money and now I have flopped And it's hard times, pity poor boy D G It's hard times when you're down and out verse 2: C G Well, this is the truth and it certainly exposes D G A Wall Street proposition is not all roses And it's hard times, pity poor boy D G It's hard times when you're down and out verse 3: C G I put up my money to win some more D G I lost all I had and it left me so sore And it's hard times, pity poor boy D G It's hard times when you're down and out Instrumental: G D G D G verse 4: C G I took to drink to wear it off D G But the bootleg's so high that it left me worse off And it's hard times, pity poor boy D G It's hard times when you're down and out VERSE 5: C G If they catch you with whiskey in your car D G You're handicapped and there you are And it's hard times, pity poor boy D G It's hard times when you're down and out VERSE 6: C G They'll throw you in jail and if you can't raise bond D G Content yourself there, boy, you are at home And it's hard times, pity poor boy D G It's hard times when you're down and out Instrumental: G C G D G D G D G VERSE 7: C G Got no silver and I've got no gold D G I'm almost naked and done turned cold And it's hard times, pity poor boy D G It's hard times when you're down and out VERSE 8: C G You plead with the judge to treat you well D G You offer a hundred dollars, just don't send you to Atlanta And it's hard times, pity poor boy D G It's hard times when you're down and out D G When you're down and out
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