C# G# Looking back at my hard luck days F# C# I really do have to laugh C# G# Working in a dive for twenty six dollars F# G# Spending it all on grass F# C# We were hungry hard luck heros F# G# Trying just to stay alive F# C# Weʼd go down to the corner drug D# G# This is how weʼd survive Chorus: C# Whoʼs going to steal the peanut butter? F# C# Iʼll get a can of sardines C# Running up and down the aisle of the mini mart F# G# Sticking food in our jeans F# C# We never took more than we could eat F# G# There was plenty left on the rack F# C# We all swore if we ever got rich G# C# We would pay the mini mart back F# C# F# C# Yes sir! Yes sir! G# C# We would pay the mini mart back It was a two man operation Had it all down on a note Ricky would watch that big round mirror And Iʼd fill up my coat Then weʼd head for the checkout aisle With a lemon and a bottle of beer Into to the car, got to make it on home Supper timeʼs gettinʼ near Chorus. I guess every good picker has had some hard times I sure had my share Itʼs really kind of funny to laugh at it now But I donʼt want to go back there So every now and then when Iʼm in the grocery I take a little but not much You never know when those hard times will hit you And I donʼt want to lose my touch Chorus.
