By: jimmy buffett   1970   Every day held a new surprise   I watched the hunger burning in my sister's eyes   The paste-board shack we called a home   Would haunt me in my dreams   'cause there's nothing soft about hard times   There's nothing soft about hard times      We never knew anything groovy   A dime meant bread and not a movie   The muscles that controlled my smile were rarely ever used   'cause there's nothing soft about hard times   There's nothing soft about hard times      Chorus:   I had to go 'cause I could see   I wasn't meant for poverty   The family ties were broken soon   I went off to find the moon      So I sit on a bench in jackson square   I drink my wine and I breathe the midnight air   Tomorrow I'll just hit the street and bum another dime   'cause there's nothing soft about hard times   There's nothing soft about hard times      Chorus:   I had to go 'cause I could see   I wasn't meant for poverty   The family ties were broken soon   I went off to find the moon      So I sit on a bench in jackson square   I drink my wine and I breathe the midnight air   Tomorrow I'll just hit the street and bum another dime   'cause there's nothing soft about hard times   There's nothing soft about hard times      There's nothing soft about   No, no, no, no hard times   There's nothing soft about hard times   No, no, no, no those hard times   There's nothing soft about hard times   I'm going to tell you about the hard times   There's nothing soft about hard times   No, no, no, no hard times