[ Featuring Amber Rubarth ]
My father owned a flower mill
Then died when I was twelve
Left some silver spoons, a pocket purse And a house for me to sell
But the fire took near everything
As far as I can tell
Hard times Hard times
And I made my way to Michigan to teach them how to dance Ragtime all the time in my patched paupers dress
But I saw the way they looked at me
Penniless
Hard times Hard times
I am worn out tired and
I am torn to pieces
Trying everything that I know how
I am wasting away, and my head is bleeding What else can I do
Do you love me now?
And I know that things are gonna change here soon
And bells'll soon be rung
And Annie Edson Taylor will be the only song that's sung No one will remember that
I was the one
Caught in hard times, hard times
I am worn out tired and
I am torn to pieces
Trying everything that I know how
I am wasting away, and my head is bleeding What else can I do
Do you love me now?
I am worn out tired and
I am torn to pieces
Trying everything that I know how
I am wasting away, and my head is bleeding What else can I do
Do you love me now?
