Merle Haggard — No Hard Times

[Verse 1] I got a barrel of flour, Lord, I got a bucket of lard I got a barrel of flour, Lord, I got a bucket of lard I ain't got no blues, got chickens in my backyard Got corn in my crib, cotton growing in my patch I got corn in my crib, cotton growing in my patch I got that old hen sitting waiting for that old hen to hatch Yodel ay-ee-oh hard time blues [Verse 2] I'm gonna hitch up my mule and take a holt of my line I'm gonna hitch up my mule and take a holt of my line I can't be bothered with all those old hard times (Oh, go ahead and pick one now) I'm gonna build me a shanty, Lord, I'm gonna settle down I'm gonna build me a shanty, Lord, I'm gonna settle down Get me a cornfed mama and, Lordy, quit a-running round (Here he comes) I can make more money with my pick and plow I can make more money with my pick and plow With my one-eyed mule and my good old Jersey cow Yodel ay-ee-oh hard time blues