Note: "Hard Times" features Gillian Welch on banjo. 
This arrangement focuses on David Rawlings' guitar accompaniment to the track.
Capo 6

[Intro]

 


[Verse 1]

            
There was a Ca

            
mptown man, us

             
ed to plow and

  
 sing
           
He loved that 

            
mule and the m

          
ule loved him
           
When the day g

             
ot long as it 

          
does about now
           
I'd hear him s

             
inging to his 

         
muley-cow

             
Calling, "Come

         
 on my sweet o

         
ld girl
           
I'd bet the wh

             
ole damn world
            
We're gonna ma

             
ke it yet to t

             
he end of the 


row"


[Chorus]

           
Singing "Hard 

             
times ain't go

           
nna rule my mi

nd
          
Hard times ain

             
't gonna rule 

    
my mind, Bessi

e
          
Hard times ain

             
't gonna rule 

             
my mind no mor

 
e"


[Chorus-to-Verse Interlude]

 


[Verse 2]

            
Said it's a me

            
an old world, 

        
heavy in need
          
That big machi

             
ne is just pic

        
king up speed
           
They were supp

             
ing on tears, 

             
they were supp

       
ing on wine
           
We all get to 

             
heaven in our 

             
own sweet time

             
So come all yo

        
u Asheville bo

     
ys 
             
and turn up yo

         
ur old-time no

     
ise
             
And kick 'til 

             
the dust comes

            
 up from the c

             
racks in the f

loor


[Chorus]

           
Singing "Hard 

             
times ain't go

            
nna rule my mi

nd, brother
          
Hard times ain

             
't gonna rule 

    
my mind
          
Hard times ain

             
't gonna rule 

             
my mind no mor

 
e"

 
   

[Verse 3]

           
But the Campto

             
wn man, he doe

             
sn't plow no m


ore
          
I seen him wal

              
king down to t

             
he superette s


tore
           
Guess he lost 

             
that nag and h

             
e forgot that 


song
          
Woke up one mo

              
rning and the 

            
mule was gone

             
So come on, yo

        
u ragtime king

   
s
             
And come on, y

         
ou dogs, and s

     
ing
             
And pick up th

            
e dusty old ho

             
rn and give it

   
 a blow


[Chorus]

           
Playing "Hard 

             
times ain't go

           
nna rule my mi

nd, honey
          
Hard times ain

             
't gonna rule 

    
my mind, sugar
          
Hard times ain

             
't gonna rule 

             
my mind no mor

    
e"