R.l. Burnside Hard Time Killing Floor Lyrics

Hard times 'ere, and evry'ere I go
It's rough, rough, rougher than ever befo'
Hard times 'ere, and evry'ere I go
It's rough, rough, rougher than ever befo'

[RL's interview part]
Two brothers, and my father did get killed in chicago
That's why i don't like living there
It's too rough a place
People, going up down the street shooting
Killing people
Which it done it everywhere but they been doing it there a long time you know
...and that's a sad thing

Hard times 'ere, and evry'ere I go
It's rough, rough, rougher than ever befo'
Hard times 'ere, and evry'ere I go
It's rough, rough, rougher than ever befo'

Ohh, ohh ohhh (Yeah man)
Ohh, ohh ohhh (I'm glad I made it out man) Ohh, ohh ohhh (Yeah)
Ohh, ohh ohhh (I'm glad I I made it out made it out made it out)

Let me tell you people, just befo' I go
These hard times will kill you, this I know
Let me tell you people, just befo' I go
These hard times will kill you, yes I know

So you've made the money, but you can't be sure
You ain't ever gonna end(*) with nuthin'
Oh, ooh ohh ohhh
Oh, ooh ohh ohhh

Hard times 'ere, and evry'ere I go
It's rough, rough, rougher than ever befo'
Oh, ooh ohh ohhh
Oh, ooh ohh ohhh
Hard times 'ere, and evry'ere I go
Evry'ere I go, evry'ere I go (echoed)
Hard times 'ere, and evry'ere I go
Evry'ere I go, evry'ere I go (echoed)