Hard Time Losin' Man - Jim Croce

And you think you’ve seen trouble

Well you’re lookin' at the man ah ha

Oh, the world’s own original hard luck story

And a hard time losin' man

Oh, sometimes skies are cloudy

And sometimes skies are blue

And sometimes they say that you eat the bear

But sometimes the bear eats you

And sometimes I feel like I should go

Far far away and hide

'Cause I keep a waitin' for my ship to come in

And all that ever comes is the tide

Oh I saved up all my money

I gonna buy me a flashy car

So I go downtown to see the man

And he smokin' on a big cigar

Well he must’a thought I were Rockefeller

Or an uptown man of wealth

He said, «Boy I got the car that’s made for you

And it’s cleaner than the Board of Health»

Then I got on the highway… oh, I feelin' fine… I hit a bump

Then I found I bought a car held together

By wire, and a couple a' hunks of twine

Oh, Friday night, feelin' right

I head out on the street

Standin' in the doorway

Was a dealer known as Pete

Well he sold me a dime of some super fine

Dynamite from Mexico

I spent all that night

Just tryin' to get right

On an ounce of oregano