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444 Ballads and Songs of Michigan
He'll tip up his scales and make them go down,
And he'll swear it is weight when it lacks half a pound, it
lacks half a pound; And so it is hard times wherever you go.
3 The miller he'll tell you he'll grind for your toll And do the work as well as he can for his soul;
But when your back's turned, and the dish in his fist, He'll give you the toll and himself keep the grist, himself
keep the grist; And so it is hard times wherever you go.
4 The landlord he'll feed your horse oats, corn, and hay, And when your back's turned, he will take them away. For oats he'll give chaff, and for corn he'll give bran, And yet he will holler, "I'm too honest a man, too honest
a man"; And so it is hard times wherever you go.
5 The tinker he'll tell you he'll mend all your ware For a little or nothing, some ale, or some beer; Before he begins, he'll get half drunk or more
And in mending one hole he will punch twenty more, will
punch twenty more; And so it is hard times wherever you go.
6 Next is the ladies, the sweet little dears, So fine at the balls and the parties appear,
With whalebones and corsets themselves they will squeeze Till you'll have to unlace them before they can sneeze, before
they can sneeze; And so it is hard times wherever you go.
7 The doctor he'll tell you he'll cure all your ills
With his puffs and his powders, his syrups and squills;
He'll give you a dose that will make you grow fat,
Or he'll give you a dose that will leave you but your boots
and your hat, your boots and your hat; And so it is hard times wherever you go.
8 YouVe listened a while and give ear to my song, Therefore you can't say I've sung anything wrong. |
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