Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazelwood Cold Hard Times Lyrics

In the waking hours of some not too distant n you come walking barefoot to this cowl pulled mind selling yesterday's dreams wrapped in tomorrow's paper whistling for a dog named kindness that you'll never find It's a cold hard world love these are cold hard times these are cold hard timesstanding in some narrow s___e you'll hear your mother cryingfor the thoughts she had and didn't use and now they're goneand your father is still out back he's selling and he's buyingthere's nothing he can give you 'cause he's never once been wrong It's a cold hard world lovethese are cold hard timesthese are cold hard timesI heard my brother died last week or was that just a rumourfrom an overdose of hate taking in his vainI heard the preachers said god must have a sense of humor'cause when they put him in the grave it didn't even rainIt's a cold hard world lovethese are cold hard timesthese are cold hard timesthese are cold hard times