This song brings me right back to my Poindexter, my eternal friend and mammoth donkey, who lived here with me just the two of us. When he died it broke my heart into little pieces.
I can't keep myself from crying every time I hear this song. To whom ever reads this, I love my dad, I love myself and I can't believe how far I've come to reach where I am today. "Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more"
Liebe Gillian, deine Stimme!!! Einzigartig phänomenal, sie geht mir nicht aus dem Kopf,aus der Seele. Sie ist wunderschön !!! Dieses Lied ist so traurig wie schön.
So right and profound! What better than being present and true, even now?! A song for the ages... One of my favorites ❤️❤️❤️❤️ I'll get to heaven in my own sweet time, or dwell in it, universe willin' y'all, for us all. Blessed be and much love 💕
The further we get from a subsequent release the more this song feels like a deliberate farewell to a muse that wove classic Americana and personal trauma into a new sound. She clearly drew from a well of deep depression for so long… my own life experience has taught me sometimes I have to say goodbye to parts of myself I loved deeply... but keeping them around was hurting.
There was a camp town man, used to plow and sing And he loved that mule and the mule loved him When the day got long as it does about now I'd hear him singing to his muley-cow Calling, "Come on my sweet old girl, and I'd bet the whole damn world That we're gonna make it yet to the end of the row" Singing "hard times ain't gonna rule my mind Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, Bessie Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more" Said it's a mean old world, heavy in need. That big machine is just picking up speed They were supping on tears, they were supping on wine We all get to heaven in our own sweet time So come all you Asheville boys and turn up your old-time noise And kick 'til the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor Singing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, brother Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more But the camp town man, he doesn't plow no more I seen him walking down to the cigarette store Guess he lost that knack and he forgot that song Woke up one morning and the mule was gone So come on, you ragtime kings, and come on, you dogs, and sing And pick up the dusty old horn and give it a blow Playing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, honey Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, sugar Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more.
There's something about this song, and I can't quite place it. Almost as if it's bringing back a long forgotten memory. Could listen to it all day long.
The melody is exposed bare naked. The music is very sparse to stay slightly in the background behind the lyrics which emphasizes the lyrics. The result is very vulnerable music that expresses the feel of hard times.
Lol, no. Beautiful music, but this vid has always been BS. It tries to tie into the equally BS 'The Grapes of Wrath' misrepresentation of the actual facts.
I tear up when he wakes up and his beloved mule is gone. Gets me every time. Maybe it’s because I lost three beloved dogs this year. Emotional beautiful song
There was a camp town man, used to plow and sing And he loved that mule and the mule loved him When the day got long as it does about now I'd hear him singing to his muley-cow Calling, "Come on my sweet old girl, and I'd bet the whole damn world We're gonna make it yet to the end of the row" Singing "Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, Bessie Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more" Said it's a mean old world, heavy in need That big machine is just picking up speed They were supping on tears, they were supping on wine We all get to heaven in our own sweet time So come all you Asheville boys and turn up your old-time noise And kick 'til the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor Singing, "Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, brother Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more" But the camp town man, he doesn't plow no more I seen him walking down to the cigarette store Guess he lost that knack and he forgot that song Woke up one morning and the mule was gone So come on, you ragtime kings, and come on, you dogs, and sing And pick up the dusty old horn and give it a blow Playing, "Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, honey Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, sugar Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more"
A few small things: It's "Superette store" not "cigarette store." A "superette" is a slang term for a "small convenience store. Google it. Also, it's "lost that nag," not "lost that knack." "Nag" is a term for an animal that is old or in poor health, usually a horse but in this case a mule. Just wanted to make those corrections. Thanks for posting the words tho. Love every word.
This is such a beautifully assembled video, thank you so much for making it! I'm of Appalachian heritage and transplanted to the west coast several years ago, and this has been very comforting to watch. Gillian really captures the feeling and sound of my culture, and this film clip is perfect for her song.
I attended their concert where they performed the entire album... truly life changing. If you didn't know, the film is Paper Moon with Ryan and Tatum O'Neal. This is Ryan's daughter in her first movie, and she won an Oscar for best supporting actress at age 10... the youngest person ever to win an Oscar, even to this day💕
According to Kris Kristofferson or Guy Clark ? ~ " It almost makes a hard man crying!" So much nice ... I have found it almost 8 years ago... Thnx so much 4 sharing this so much great song!
I was born in '44 and my parents were lucky enough to have lived through the '30s in the Army, but they came from families who had it really tough during the depression; it's hard today to realize how bad those times were.
Those hard times are coming full speed ahead. Banks are about to implode globally and there's the GRAND SOLAR MINIMUM on top of it all. Prep up time is now. All preps. Food, clothing, hygiene, water filters, mechanical, etc and especially FOOD SOVEREIGNTY. The GSM will impact crops worldwide = food prices to skyrocket = chaos everywhere. Adapt 2030 has many videos on the GSM. Economy: Mike Maloney, Bill Holter, Lynette Zang. All the best. Prep.
best use of film footage co-opted for a song. devastating. beautiful movie and one of the greatest songs ever written. max kudos, huge ups and thanks for making and sharing!
To all folks in the Netherlands; end off the year this number is gonna enter the Top 2000. Never mind the Top 2000; but everyone in the Netherlands must experience the beautiful music of Gillian Welch.
Just found out about her when Dan Sultan (an Aussie favourite of mine) covered Miss Ohio.....I loved the song so researched it and found this beautiful songstress....nice times ahead for me I reckon!!!
My mandolin teacher and his family sang this, his daughter leading the whole thing, and it was an incredible experience. It was a simple moment of beauty.
Fantastic coupling of a hardscrabble song by Gillian and Dave and a great old (1970s) movie. You have to watch the movie just to hear the fabulous line "that Miss Trixie. She just like the white speck on the top of chicken sh*t."
This is the best user created video i've ever seen. Whoever made this must have had an epiphany or something because I never would have thought about Paper Moon with this song, but now every time I hear it this video is wht I think about. Thank you.
There are voices of Angels that rain down. Alison Krause comes to mind...you can name others. But this lady has one from some place too far away and infinitely close to describe.
Emmylou Harris is another...."All My Tears" is eerily angelic, the whole Wrecking Ball album has that vibe. Also love when Gillian, Allison and Emmylou all sing together!
"Hard Times Come Again No More" (sometimes, "Hard Times") is an American parlor song written by Stephen Foster. It was published in New York by Firth, Pond & Co. in 1854 as Foster's Melodies No. 28. Well-known and popular in its day,[1] both in America and Europe,[2][3] the song asks the fortunate to consider the plight of the less fortunate and ends with one of Foster's favorite images: "a pale drooping maiden". The first audio recording was a wax cylinder by the Edison Manufacturing Company (Edison Gold Moulded 9120) in 1905. It has been recorded and performed numerous times since. The song is Roud Folk Song Index #2659. A satirical version about soldier's food was popular in the American Civil War, "Hard Tack Come Again No More".
A very wise artist friend of mine who passed away a long time ago said, " Really good creations of any kind that seem Simple are the rarest and the most difficult to achieve." I can think of few better examples of this truth than the music created by Gillian Welch and Dave Rawlings. Two voices and two instruments that somehow move my world every singe time.
you know some people wouldn't get the draw to this slow methodic approach, but if they stepped back and listened real slow many times, they hopefully would understand that the subtle delivery is the key such heart felt music.
