Walt Disney - High Times, Hard Times текст песни

Newsies - High Times, Hard Times

//Medda//

High times, hard times,
Sometimes the living is sweet
And sometimes there's nothing 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, he called me today
HE SAID, Medda, 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!

//Newsies//

High times, hard times,
sometimes the living is sweet
And sometimes there's nothing 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!

//Medda//
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

//Medda and the Newsies//

You win some, you lose some, my dear!
Oh, high times, hard times,
sometimes the living is sweet
And sometimes there's nothing to eat
But I always lands 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!

//Medda, with the Newsies echoing her//

I put on my best
((I put on my best))

AH YES, AND I stick out my chest
((And I sticks out my chest))

And I'm off,
((And I'm off))

And I'm off
((and I'm off))

and I'm off

//Medda and Newsies together//

To the races again