Ruff Times

Ruff Times

Things ain't looking bad,

sure it ain't looking sad.

I said things ain't looking bad,

sure it ain't looking sad.

You know the dollar ain't what it used to be

and my car don't run out of gas.

I'm gonna move, way away from the ghetto.

I'm gonna move, way away from the ghetto.

You know I can hardly eat,

can't even buy a sack of potatoes.

I got a job making good money

and it just ain't enough to go around.

My job paid good money,

but it ain't enough to go around - not these days.

While I got things to do,

I better move to another town.

It ain't looking bad,

sure it ain't looking real sad.

It's looking bad,

things sure ain't looking sad,

may it is the worst old President

that we've ever had.

It's looking real bad,

these are the worst times I've ever had.

It's looking real sad,

the worst things I've ever had.

You know this thing we got for a President,

I think he knows he's evil bad.

He ain't for the poor man,

sometime he's for the rich.

We know he ain't for the poor man,

maybe he is for the rich,

but if we do right,

he don't know which is which.

He got it damn,

worst things we've ever had.

He got it bad,

worst things we've ever had.

Well, I don't know what to do,

for the world it is real sad.

Play my guitar before I sell it.

You know the dollar ain't what it used to be,

my car don't run out of gas.

You know the dollar ain't what it used to be,

and my car don't run out of gas.

You know these are the worst old times that we've ever had.