Close, your eyes
And rest youir tired body, next to mine
Nobody knows,
more than you
These hard times that we're living through,
but baby we'll go on and on
Hey, Lord knows,
we got each other
So kiss me,
kiss me hard, and long
Mmm
Hard times, we can get over, yeah
*scat*
Now son, yeah
Hate must rise,
and she comin' with a bag of tricks and treats and dirty lies
Nobody smiles,
nobody cries
And no one seems to care if they live or die
But baby we'll go on and on
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord knows,
we have got each other
So come on and kiss me,
kiss me hard, and long
Ooo
Hard timnes, we can get over
*scat*
Those ballots and boxes,
bullets and guns
And we are all, we are always running from
But baby just you come, come to me
Come to me, come to me, come to me baby
When, whenever you need me
So kiss me, hard
Lay some kisses onto me baby,
and you know these hard times,
we can get over
*scat*