Sitting on the front porch   Rain is pouring down   News comes on the radio   There's trouble all around      That's the way it always been   And the way it'll always be   I thank the good Lord I've got you   In times like these      The rich keep getting richer   The poor barely get by   Farmer Johnson says it's either   Too wet or too dry      Jobs are scarce down at the factory   I thank the good Lord I've got you   In times like these      In times like these   When it's easy to get down   You're my inspiration   You're my solid ground      In times like these   Love will pull us through   Baby, I know I can depend on you      We can read about the latest   In the fashion magazines   But that don't change the fact   That we got patches on our jeans      Everybody's needing money   Even the preachers preaching on TV   I thank the good Lord I've got you   In times like these      In times like these   When it's easy to get down   You're my inspiration   You're my solid ground      In times like these   Love will pull us through   Baby, I know I can depend on you      It costs you forty-five cents   For a nickel candy bar   And a dollar's worth of gas   Won't even start your car      Yeah, we got problems   Here in the land of free   But there's no place I'd rather be      In times like these   I thank the good Lord I've got you      In times like these   In times like these, baby   (Baby)   In times like these   In times like these