High Times Hard Times lyrics

Refrain (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!

Medda:
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 got to relax!`

(Repeat refrain)

Medda:
So your old lady
Don`t love you no more
So your afraid
There`s a wolf at your door
So you got street rats
That scream in your ear ...

ALL:
You win some, you lose some, my dear!
Oh ...

(Repeat refrain)

Medda:
I put on my best

Newsies:
I put on my best!

Medda:
And I stick out my chest

Newsies:
I stick out my chest!

Medda:
And I`m off

Newsies:
And I`m off

(repeat)

Medda:
And I`m off ...

ALL:
To the races again
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