Take My True Love by the Hand - The Limeliters

Times are getting hard boys

Money’s getting scarce

Times don’t get no better boys

Gonna leave this place

Take my true love by her hand

Lead her through the town

Say goodbye to everyone

Goodbye to everyone

Had a job a year ago

Had a little home

Now I’ve got no place to go

Guess I’ll have to roam

Every wind that blows boys

Every wind that blows

Carries me to some new place

Heaven only knows

Times are getting hard boys

Money’s getting scarce

Times don’t get no better boys

Gonna leave this place

Say goodbye to everyone

Goodbye to everyone