Capo 1
Each chord is 4 beats.

[Intro]

       

[Verse 1]

            
There was a Ca

           
mptown man, us

             
ed to plow and


 sing
            
   And he love

           
d that mule an

             
d the mule lov

    
ed him
            
When the day g

           
ot long as it 

          
does about now
            
    I'd hear h

           
im singing to 

                
his muley cow

             
Calling come o

             
n, my sweet ol

         
d girl
            
I'd bet the wh

                 
ole damn world
             
And we're gonn

            
a make it yet 

            
to the end of 

              
the row

[Chorus]

            
Singing hard t

           
imes ain't gon

             
na rule my min

 
d
         
Hard times ain

             
't gonna rule 

       
my mind, Bessi

e
         
Hard times ain

            
't gonna rule 

      
my mind
            
No more

     



[Verse 2]

              
He said it's a

         
 big old world

            
, heavy in nee

d
           
  That big mac

            
hine is just a

           
-picking up sp

eed
            
They were supp

           
ing on tears a

             
nd they were s

            
upping on wine
            
  But we all g

           
et to heaven i

             
n our own swee

       
t time

             
So come all yo

            
u Asheville bo

      
ys
             
And turn up yo

            
ur old time no

      
ise
             
And kick till 

             
the dust comes

            
 up from the c

            
racks in the f

          
loor

[Chorus]

            
Singing hard t

           
imes ain't gon

           
na rule my min

d, brother
         
Hard times ain

             
't gonna rule 

       
my mind
         
Hard times ain

            
't gonna rule 

       
my mind
            
No more

     



[Brief Instrumental Break]

     

[Verse 3]

            
But the Campto

           
wn man he does

           
n't plow no mo

re
            
   I seen him 

           
walking down t

             
o the superett

   
e
            
Guess he lost 

           
that nag and h

             
e forgot that 

  
song
            
  Woke up one 

           
morning and th

            
e mule was gon

  
e

             
So come all ye

               
 ragtime kings
            
Come on you do

               
gs that sing
             
  Pick up your

            
 dusty old hor

            
n and give it 

           
a blow

[Chorus]

            
Playing hard t

           
imes ain't gon

             
na rule my min

 
d, honey
         
Hard times ain

             
't gonna rule 

       
my mind, sugar
         
Hard times ain

             
't gonna rule 

        
my mind
       
No more