ALL ABOARD - Hard Times On Beaver Dam Road Lyrics

I've worked like a dog and what have I got?
No corn in the crib, no beans in the pot
Hard times on Beaver Dam Road
Hard times, poor boy
I didn't have me no hog to kill
So, I set up little copper still
Hard times on Beaver Dam Road
Hard times, poor boy
I'm gonna run through the river
I'm gonna catch the flow
Sneakin' in the night
You better shackle me tight
Hard times on beaver dam road
Hard times no more!
Along come a man in a Chevrolet car
Looking for the fellow with the old fruit jar
Hard times on Beaver Dam Road
Hard times, poor boy
It's a low-down man in a Chevrolet car
Picking on the fellow with the old fruit jar
Hard times on Beaver Dam Road
Hard times, poor boy
I'm gonna run through the river
I'm gonna catch the flow
Sneakin' in the night
You better shackle me tight
Hard times on beaver dam road
Hard times no more!
Well, he clapped me in irons, led me to his car
I bid farewell, to my sweet old barn
Well, my friends, I'm telling you wherever you are
Don't carry your liquor in the old fruit jar
I'm gonna run through the river
I'm gonna catch the flow
Sneakin' in the night
You better shackle me tight
Hard times on beaver dam road
Hard times no more!
I'm gonna run through the river
I'm gonna catch the flow
Sneakin' in the night
You better shackle me tight
Hard times on beaver dam road
Hard times no more!