Song | Hard Times |
Artist | Easy Access Orchestra |
Album | Essential Late Night Lounge |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Close, your eyes | |
And rest youir tired body, next to mine. | |
Nobody knows, | |
more than you. | |
These hard times that we're living through, | |
but baby we'll go on and on. | |
Hey, Lord knows, | |
we got each other. | |
So kiss me, | |
kiss me hard, and long. | |
Mmm | |
Hard times, we can get over, yeah | |
Now son, yeah. | |
Hate must rise, | |
and she comin' with a bag of tricks and treats and dirty lies. | |
Nobody smiles, | |
nobody cries. | |
And no one seems to care if they live or die. | |
But baby we'll go on and on. | |
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord knows, | |
we have got each other. | |
So come on and kiss me, | |
kiss me hard, and long. | |
Ooo | |
Hard timnes, we can get over. | |
Those ballots and boxes, | |
bullets and guns. | |
And we are all, we are always running from. | |
But baby just you come, come to me. | |
Come to me, come to me, come to me baby. | |
When, whenever you need me. | |
So kiss me, hard. | |
Lay some kisses onto me baby, | |
and you know these hard times, | |
we can get over... |
Close, your eyes | |
And rest youir tired body, next to mine. | |
Nobody knows, | |
more than you. | |
These hard times that we re living through, | |
but baby we ll go on and on. | |
Hey, Lord knows, | |
we got each other. | |
So kiss me, | |
kiss me hard, and long. | |
Mmm | |
Hard times, we can get over, yeah | |
Now son, yeah. | |
Hate must rise, | |
and she comin with a bag of tricks and treats and dirty lies. | |
Nobody smiles, | |
nobody cries. | |
And no one seems to care if they live or die. | |
But baby we ll go on and on. | |
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord knows, | |
we have got each other. | |
So come on and kiss me, | |
kiss me hard, and long. | |
Ooo | |
Hard timnes, we can get over. | |
Those ballots and boxes, | |
bullets and guns. | |
And we are all, we are always running from. | |
But baby just you come, come to me. | |
Come to me, come to me, come to me baby. | |
When, whenever you need me. | |
So kiss me, hard. | |
Lay some kisses onto me baby, | |
and you know these hard times, | |
we can get over... |
Close, your eyes | |
And rest youir tired body, next to mine. | |
Nobody knows, | |
more than you. | |
These hard times that we re living through, | |
but baby we ll go on and on. | |
Hey, Lord knows, | |
we got each other. | |
So kiss me, | |
kiss me hard, and long. | |
Mmm | |
Hard times, we can get over, yeah | |
Now son, yeah. | |
Hate must rise, | |
and she comin with a bag of tricks and treats and dirty lies. | |
Nobody smiles, | |
nobody cries. | |
And no one seems to care if they live or die. | |
But baby we ll go on and on. | |
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord knows, | |
we have got each other. | |
So come on and kiss me, | |
kiss me hard, and long. | |
Ooo | |
Hard timnes, we can get over. | |
Those ballots and boxes, | |
bullets and guns. | |
And we are all, we are always running from. | |
But baby just you come, come to me. | |
Come to me, come to me, come to me baby. | |
When, whenever you need me. | |
So kiss me, hard. | |
Lay some kisses onto me baby, | |
and you know these hard times, | |
we can get over... |