Hooverville Lyrics

I’m the father in that photograph

That was

Probably taken a while ago

As the country fell upon hard times

Leaving us nothing

With nowhere to go

My wife, her mother and our eight children

All standing there in front of

A borrowed tent

And have you no dignity

Standing there

Can’t you see that all of mine

Has already been spent

Nowadays, poverty’s no stranger

But how we lost the farm

Still ain’t clear

Hard times may be just around the corner

But in Hooverville

Hard times have found us here

You can tell I’m worried about tomorrow

Living in this cardboard town with nothing to my name

Hoping there'll be food enough to feed the kids

But, with my luck

I ain’t

Never gonna catch a break

I’ve tried

And Lord knows this ain’t the way

I wanted things

To turn out to be

Meanwhile, as we are

Pretty much done for

Sad to say

It’s all because of me

When poverty came a knocking

I was too busy

To see it drawing near

Till the hard times turned around the corner

And in Hooverville

Hard times have found us here

When the American dream Is broken

And can’t seem to shift

Back into gear

Them hard times

Aren’t just around the corner

In Hooverville

Hard times have found us here