Текст (слова) песни: Newsies - High Times, Hard Times

 
High times, hard times 
Sometimes the livin`s sweet 
And sometimes there`s nothin` to eat 
But I always land on my feet 
So when there`s dry times 
I wait for high times and then 
I put on my best 
And I stick out my chest 
And I`m off to the races again 
 
My good friend, the mayor, called me today 
He said all the voters are turning away 
"Help me!" he cried, "or they`ll give me the axe!" 
I said, "Your Honor, you`ve got to relax!" 
Everybody! 
 
High times, hard times 
Sometimes the livin`s sweet 
And sometimes there`s nothin` to eat 
But I always land on my feet 
So when there`s dry times 
I wait for high times and then 
I put on my best 
And I stick out my chest 
And I`m off to the races again 
 
So, your old lady don`t love you no more 
So, you`re afraid there`s a wolf at your door 
So, you got street rats that scream in your ear 
You win some, you lose some, my dear 
 
High times, hard times 
Sometimes the livin`s sweet 
And sometimes there`s nothin` to eat 
But I always land on my feet 
So when there`s dry times 
I wait for high times and then 
I put on my best 
And I stick out my chest 
And I`m off to the races again 
 
I put on my best 
And I stick out my chest 
And I`m off 
And I`m off 
And I`m off to the races again
 

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