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• Artiste: Edie Brickell
• Titre: Hard Times
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He left home when she was seventeen We came back to see her She was older cold and even mean Not like we remembered Out along the old road Where the Indian Paintbrush grows She began to cry and said she wanted us to know There were hard times When the family was broken There were hard times Then she lit up a smoke and said Gonna open up my umbrella and keep it off of me It's so easy to go somewhere But so hard to leave I move far away and still the memories find me there When I hear the clock and see the dust come off the chair There were hard times I don't wanna remember There were hard times And I don't want to see ya Let the wind and white sheet blow through the room I can live with the ghosts but not with you It was never so easy saying goodbye Sitting at a bus stop Waiting for euphoria I've heard so much bad news today I don't think I can take anymore Of the hard times Shadows on the horizon All the hard times Rusty glow in the sunrise