Hard Times Chords

Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

 There was a Camptown Amman who used Em7to plow and sing F C

Am He loved that muleEm7 and the mule lFoved him C

 When the day got Amlong as Em7it does aFbout now C

Am I'd hear him singEm7ing to his muFley cow C

 Calling comeC on my sweet old girl

CI’d bet the whole damn world

CWe’re gonna make itEm7 yet Cto the end of Fthe row G G7

 Singing hard Amtimes ain’tEm7 gonna rule myF mind C

AmHard times Em7ain’t gonna ruFle my mind, CBessie

AmHard times Em7ain’t gonna ruFle G

my mind

 No morCe

He said it's a big old world, heavy in need

That big machine is just a-picking up speed

We're supping on tears and we're supping on wine

But we all get to heaven in our own sweet time

So come on you Asheville boys

Turn up your old time noise

Kick till the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor

Singing hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, brother

Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind

Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind

No more

But the Camptown man he doesn't plow no more

I seen him walking down to the superette store

Guess he lost that nag and he forgot that song

Woke up one morning and the mule was gone

So come all ye ragtime kings

Come on you dogs that sing

Pick up your dusty old horn and give it a blow

Singing hard times ain't gonna rule my mind

Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, sugar

Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind

No more