Hard Times in the Mill - Pete Seeger

Every mornin' at half-past four

You hear the cooks hop on the floor

It’s hard times in the mill my love

Hard times in the mill

Every morning just at five

Gotta get up, dead or alive

It’s hard times in the mill my love

Hard times in the mill

Every mornin' right at six

Don’t that ol' bell make you sick

Hard times in the mill my love

Hard times in the mill

The pulley got hot, the belt jumped off

Knocked Mr Guyan’s derby off

It’s hard times in the mill my love

Hard times in the mill

And ol' Pat Goble thinks he’s a Hun

He puts me in mind of a doodle in the sun

It’s hard times in the mill my love

Hard times in the mill

Section hand he thinks he’s a man

He ain’t got sense to pay off his hands

It’s hard times in the mill my love

Hard times in the mill

They steal his ring, they steal his knife

Steal everything but his big fat wife

It’s hard times in the mill my love

Hard times in the mill

My bobbin’s all out, my end’s all down

The doffer’s in my alley an' I can’t get around

It’s hard times in the mill my love

Hard times in the mill

The section hand, standin' at the door

Ordering the sweepers to sweep up the floor

It’s hard times in the mill my love

Hard times in the mill

An' every night when I go home

A piece o' cornbread an' an ol' jawbone

It’s hard times in the mill my love

Hard times in the mill

Ain’t it enough to break your heart

Have to work all day, an' at night it’s dark

It’s hard times in the mill my love

Hard times in the mill