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An angel on my doorstep
Says the time has come
Pack up your family
Get ready to run

Death, plague, and famine
Will howl to a roar
And the hard times will drive you
From door to door

Hard times will drive you
From door to door

Cain said to Adam
How can it be fair
You double my burden
You lessen my share

Your love is uneven
And so is the score
You've forced me to wander
From door to door

Children of fortune
So strange and so awed
Dwelling East of Eden
In the Land of Nod

Blow on your trumpets
Roll on your drum
The profits have spoken
The hard times have come

And the hard times will drive you
From door to door

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