Jim Croce - Hard Time Losin' Man lyrics

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