Hard Luck
Howlin' Wolf Lyrics


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Well rocks is my pillow cold ground is my bed
Highway is my home and I'd rather be dead
I'm walking Lord I don't have nowhere to go
The road I'm traveling on oh the road is mighty cold
I have a lot of trouble sometime I can cry
I have a lot of trouble sometime I can cry
My mama dead and gone
Nobody in this world to call my own
Well I tried to get religion Learn how to pray
I need help bad time on the way
I'm walkin' Lord I don't have nowhere to go
But the road I'm travelin' on
You know the road is mighty cold
I have a lot of worries sometime I can cry




Lord I got a lot of worries sometime I can cry
Going to my mama's grave for no tombstone and died

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Howlin' Wolf's song "Hard Luck" paint a vivid picture of a man who has hit rock bottom. He describes his situation as having rocks for a pillow and the cold ground for his bed. He has no place to call home except for the highway he travels on, which he describes as "mighty cold." The man is alone in the world, with his mother dead and gone and no one else to call his own. He has had troubled times and has cried about them, with the weight of his worries weighing heavily on him. He attempted to find comfort in religion and prayer but he feels that even that is not enough to help him through the hard times. The man is struggling and feels as though he has nowhere to turn.


The lyrics of the song are powerful in their simplicity, conveying the raw emotion and hopelessness of the singer. The repetition of the phrase "I have a lot of trouble sometimes I can cry" and "I have a lot of worries sometimes I can cry" emphasizes the man's helplessness and despair. Through these lyrics, Howlin' Wolf portrays the harsh realities faced by many African Americans in the early 20th century, who were subject to racism and poverty.


Line by Line Meaning

Well rocks is my pillow cold ground is my bed
I sleep on rocks and the ground is my bed.


Highway is my home and I'd rather be dead
I have no home, only the highway, and I'd rather be dead than live like this.


I'm walking Lord I don't have nowhere to go
I'm walking without a destination.


The road I'm traveling on oh the road is mighty cold
The path I'm on is lonely and difficult.


I have a lot of trouble sometime I can cry
I face many problems that make me want to cry.


My mama dead and gone
My mother has passed away.


Nobody in this world to call my own
I have no one in this world who belongs to me.


Well I tried to get religion Learn how to pray
I attempted to become religious and to learn how to pray.


I need help bad time on the way
I need help badly as difficult times are coming.


I'm walkin' Lord I don't have nowhere to go
I'm moving aimlessly without a destination.


But the road I'm travelin' on
But the journey I'm on


You know the road is mighty cold
It's challenging and lonely.


I have a lot of worries sometime I can cry
I worry a lot that sometimes it makes me cry.


Lord I got a lot of worries sometime I can cry
I have many worries that sometimes make me cry.


Going to my mama's grave for no tombstone and died
I'll end up like my mother, buried without a tombstone when I die.




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Written by: CHESTER BURNETT

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