Songs by Brad Yunek Y.


   

HARD TIMES, TENDER PEOPLE

  1. HARD TIMES, TENDER PEOPLE
    Brad Yunek Y.
    Genre: Country
    Tempo: up


    Additional Notes:
    No Notes Available


    Backstory:
                                                                                                                                                                                        

    Lyrics:
                                                      
    HARD TIMES, TENDER PEOPLE Words & music by Brad Yunek (Copyright/Brad Yunek 2008/BMI) 206 Brittany Loop Sandpoint, ID 83864 (208) 263-1893 bradyunek@sandpoint.net www.bradyunek.com Member of Global Songwriters Connection Verse 1: Times were hard, you couldn’t see For all the dust that once was our cornfields Back to back years short on rain Had drove us all down to our knees From the table I heard daddy say, “Something’s got to give and soon I pray. The note here says that we’ve got thirty days” Verse 2: The gavel came in four weeks time The Deere and trucks were set out on the line All the stock were pushed up in the pens The auctioneer yelled, “Let’s begin!” Hands and numbers in the air from all the people who had gathered there Neighbors who had come from near and far Chorus: Hard times, tender people The hardness of the day, it was more than we could bear The end in sight, short and simple All we’d have left from the hard times, were tender people Verse 3: We stood there and saw it go Neighbors bought, all was sold Daddy knew the end was near Mama couldn’t see for all her tears Piece by piece to satisfy a hole too deep, debt too high How could we know the way this thing would end? Chorus: Bridge: The sale was done, the debt had been paid When the whole group turned and walked our way Sayin’, “We have what we came here for” Then they took all those notes, the key to the Deere, and said to my folks, "These are yours" Final chorus: Hard times, tender people The hardness of the day was more than we could bear Lookin’ back it was simple And all we’d have left from the hard times All we’d have left from the hard times What we have left from the hard times are sweet, tender people


                                                                                                                                                                                        
Back to top