"Hard Times" lyrics

I don't deal in contraband, but I know a guy
Who says he can change my life
Hard times can be hard on a man
On a man

Hard times call for hard measures
Back tax broke and a baby on the way
I ain't one to fold under pressure
But the hard times are sure making me think

Headin' south with a gun and some money
Well I took a job that'll only take a day
Keep it simple and don't be stupid
Juarez ain't a nice place

Got a passport so pass right on through
This ain't me what the hell have I gotten in to
Pull your hat down son and just ride on

Hard times call for hard measures
Back tax broke and a baby on the way
I ain't one to fold under pressure
But the hard times are sure making me think

I got the loot
And transferred the money
Hand on his pistol so I grabbed mine
Well my broken Spanish ain't that good
When he said no te vas
I said this ain't where I die

Forget the pay and throw the gun in the Rio Grande
Let the muddy water take away my sins
Pull your hat down son and just ride on

Hard times call for hard measures
Back tax broke and a baby on the way
I ain't one to fold under pressure
But the hard times are sure making me think
Hard times
Make me think