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Capo 1 [Verse 1]

There was a C^Amamptown ^Gsusman who used to^F plow and s^Cing H^Ame loved that^Gsus mule and the m^Fule loved h^Cim When the ^Amday got ^Gsuslong as it do^Fes about ^Cnow I'^Amd hear him sin^Em7ging to his m^Fuley co^Cw Calling come^C on my sweet old g^Csusirl I^C’d bet the whole damn wo^Csusrld ^CWe’re gonna make it ^Csusyet to the end of^F the row^Gsus ^G

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Singing hard ^Amtimes ain’t^Em7 gonna rule my^F mind ^C ^AmHard times ^Em7ain’t gonna ru^Fle my mind, ^CBessie ^AmHard times ^Em7ain’t gonna ru^Fle… my mind ^G No mor^Ce

[Verse 2] He said it's a big old world, heavy in need That big machine is just a-picking up speed We're supping on tears and we're supping on wine But we all get to heaven in our own sweet time So come on you Asheville boys Turn up your old time noise Kick till the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor [Chorus] 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 [Verse 3] But the Camptown man he doesn't plow no more I seen him walking down to the superette store Guess he lost that nag and he forgot that song Woke up one morning and the mule was gone So come all ye ragtime kings Come on you dogs that sing Pick up your dusty old horn and give it a blow [Chorus] Singing hard times ain't gonna rule my mind Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, sugar Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind No more

Gillian Welch - Hard times