Hard Times Lyrics by Aaron Cole (feat. Mali Music)
(Walk with me, Jesus
Take me by my hand)
We gon’ make it through these hard times, yeah
Make it through these hard times, yeah
Keep pushin’ and it’s alright
Keep your head up, you’ll be alright (Yeah)
Like a tree standing in the hard times
There in the struggle, I’m not part-time
Statements of you coming to ya last dime
Came to tell you this won’t be the last ride, yeah
Promise we gon’ make it through these hard times, yeah-yeah
We gon’ make it through these hard times, yeah
Keep goin’ and it’s alright
Keep your head up, you’ll be just fine (Yeah, yeah)
Like a tree planted in the hard times
There in the struggle, I’m not part-time
Statements of you coming to ya last dime
Came to tell you this won’t be the last ride, yeah
I done lost a family member every year
I been swimming in a puddle full of tears
Every step come with a little bit fear
But you know I got my head up to the sky
Know we gonna make it through these hard times
Handing off my battles, I done tried
But it’s alright
And I’m just saying that it’s alright
What if I told you you’re never really alone
Alone
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
And when it gets hard, just pick up the phone
Like MJ, I’ll be right there
Just a call away, I’ll be right there, right there
We gon’ make it through these hard times, yeah
Make it through these hard times, yeah
Keep pushin’ and it’s alright
Keep your head up, you’ll be alright
Like a tree standing in the hard times
There in the struggle, I’m not part-time
Statements of you coming to ya last dime
Came to tell you this won’t be the last ride, yeah
Promise we gon’ make it through these hard times, yeah-yeah
We gon’ make it through these hard times, yeah
Keep goin’ and it’s alright
Keep your head up, you’ll be just fine (Yeah-yeah)
Like a tree planted in the hard times
There in the struggle, I’m not part-time
Statements of you coming to ya last dime
Came to tell you this won’t be the last ride
We been going through it like the luggage go in X-rays
I been hitting walls like skaters in the X Games
Got me in soft shape but I been planning escape
See me workin’ but I’m getting all my rest, ‘kay?
And I might use the miles for vacation
I’ma be in turbulence praying
When I land, they say, “Welcome to Jamaica”
Maybe I’ll return to the motherland
What if I told you you’re never really alone
Yeah, yeah
And when it gets hard, just pick up the phone
Like MJ, I’ll be right there
Just a call away, I’ll be right there (Yeah)
We gon’ make it through these hard times, yeah
Make it through these hard times, yeah
Keep pushin’ and it’s alright
Keep your head up, you’ll be alright
Like a tree planted in the hard times
There in the struggle, I’m not part-time
Statements of you coming to ya last dime
Came to tell you this won’t be the last ride