Cifras
Hard Times Are Relative

Tono: C

Introducción:

           C                 F                 G                                   C 
Just me and my sister, a dog and a piece of land
       C                               F                                                                 G 
My sister?s name is Darlene and the dog is called Cheyenne
         F                                   G                                       C                     F 
Our folks both passed away last fall in the fire at the mill
       F                     C                           G                     C 
We get by on a garden and whatever we can kill
Verse: 2
                 C                                     F                         G                     C 
On the land there stands a cabin that our grandfather built
           C                       F                                               G 
When I?m away to hunt, I feel overrun with guilt
             F                           G                                     C                         F 
Cause Darlene?s all alone except for the dog and awful dreams
             F                           C                             G                   C 
She?s seven years my younger and I?m only seventeen
Chorus
       F                               C                     F                           C 
We need to fill the smokehouse, winters coming on
     C             C/B     Am                   F                               G 
I know it isn?t easy, since mom and dad been gone
 F                             C                       F                             Am 
We will keep on growing, two branches of the tree
 C                           F                               G               C 
Hard times are relative when it comes to family
Verse: 3
               C                           F                         G                                   C 
In the morning I was off before the sun had kissed the ridge
   C                                   F                                                                             G 
Whistling new Jimmy Rogers tune as I crossed the coal train bridge
   F                               G                           C                   F 
Two good days of hunting and an evening all alone
 F                                       C                                 G                             C 
I?ll quarter up what I take down then pack it all back home
Verse: 4
       C                           F                           G                 C 
My head up in the clouds walking on uneven ground
       C                                 F                                                               G 
My boots slipped out beneath me and I came a crashing down
                     F                   G                                               C                   F 
To the entrance of a cavern, its walls all were wet with moss
       F                           C                                 G                               C 
My rifle up there on the ledge said hope was looking lost
       F                               C                     F                           C 
We need to fill the smokehouse, winters coming on
     C             C/B     Am                   F                               G 
I know it isn?t easy, since mom and dad been gone
 F                             C                       F                             Am 
We will keep on growing, two branches of the tree
 C                           F                               G               C 
Hard times are relative when it comes to family
Verse: 5
             C                         F                       G                                 C 
Three nights nearly frozen, my head filled up with doubt
       C                                   F                                                   G 
No matter how hard I tried there was no climbing out
       F                                     G                                     C                               F 
I yelled for help then prayed the same and even yelled some prayers
 F                                 C                   G                                     C 
Tears fell at the thought of Darlene with no one there
Verse 6
       C                         F                                 G                     C 
My mind began to flutter, like the wings of a dove
       C                                       F                                                           C 
Coulda sworn that I was dreaming when Darlene appeared above
         F                           G                   C                                           F 
She lowered down a rope then tied it to a blackjack tree
 F                                         C                                     G                                             C 
Cheyenne had found my drag rack trail and brought her straight to me
       F                               C                     F                           C 
We need to fill the smokehouse, winters coming on
     C             C/B     Am                   F                               G 
I know it isn?t easy, since mom and dad been gone
 F                             C                       F                             Am 
We will keep on growing, two branches of the tree
 C                           F                               G               C 
Hard times are relative when it comes to family
Verse 7
       C                       F                           G                             C 
As proud as any father of this fearless little one
 C                             F                                                                 G 
Caring for a homestead while most kids are having fun
 F                           G                                               C                               F 
Smiling on the way back home there were no words I could say
 F                                   C                                   G                                                     C 
Till we stopped to dress the 10 point buck she had shot along the way
       F                               C                     F                           C 
We need to fill the smokehouse, winters coming on
     C             C/B     Am                   F                               G 
I know it isn?t easy, since mom and dad been gone
 F                             C                       F                             Am 
We will keep on growing, two branches of the tree
 C                           F                               G               C 
Hard times are relative when it comes to family