Every mornin' at half-past four You hear the cooks hop on the floor It's hard times in the mill my love Hard times in the mill
Every morning just at five Gotta get up, dead or alive It's hard times in the mill my love Hard times in the mill
Every mornin' right at six Don't that ol' bell make you sick Hard times in the mill my love Hard times in the mill
The pulley got hot, the belt jumped off Knocked Mr Guyan's derby off It's hard times in the mill my love Hard times in the mill
And ol' Pat Goble thinks he's a Hun He puts me in mind of a doodle in the sun It's hard times in the mill my love Hard times in the mill
Section hand he thinks he's a man He ain't got sense to pay off his hands It's hard times in the mill my love Hard times in the mill
They steal his ring, they steal his knife Steal everything but his big fat wife It's hard times in the mill my love Hard times in the mill
My bobbin's all out, my end's all down The doffer's in my alley an' I can't get around It's hard times in the mill my love Hard times in the mill
The section hand, standin' at the door Ordering the sweepers to sweep up the floor It's hard times in the mill my love Hard times in the mill
An' every night when I go home A piece o' cornbread an' an ol' jawbone It's hard times in the mill my love Hard times in the mill
Ain't it enough to break your heart Have to work all day, an' at night it's dark It's hard times in the mill my love Hard times in the millTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
