Hard Time Killin' Floor Blues
Skip James Lyrics


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Hard times is here and everywhere you go
Times are harder than ever been before

You know that people, they are are driftin' from door to door
But you can't find no heaven, I don't care where they go

People, if I ever can get up off of this old hard killin' floor
Lord, I'll never get down this low no more

When you hear me singin' this old lonesome song
People, you know these hard times can last us so long





You know, you say you had money, you better be sure
Lord, these hard times gon' kill you, just drag on slow

Overall Meaning

In Skip James's song "Hard Time Killin' Floor Blues," the lyrics depict the struggles many people faced during The Great Depression. The song is essentially an observation of the times, with James lamenting how everywhere one goes, times are just getting increasingly harder. The opening lines, "Hard times is here and everywhere you go, times are harder than ever been before," contextualize the song as a reflection of the bleak times during the Depression. James then goes on to describe how people are "drifting from door to door," searching for a better life or solution to their struggles, but "can't find no heaven," no respite from the hardships.


The song takes a more personal turn in the third verse when James sings "People, if I ever can get off of this old hard killin' floor, Lord, I'll never get down this low no more." Here, he sings of his own struggle, highlighting how he is on the "hard killin' floor" but if he were ever able to escape it, he wouldn't want to return to that low point again. The sense of desperation and hopelessness is palpable through his vocals and lyrics. The song, therefore, remains a powerful commentary on the impact of widespread poverty and economic instability on individuals and society.


Line by Line Meaning

Hard times is here and everywhere you go
Difficult circumstances are present and widespread


Times are harder than ever been before
Current conditions are the most challenging of all


You know that people, they are are driftin' from door to door
Individuals are wandering aimlessly seeking solutions


But you can't find no heaven, I don't care where they go
No escape or relief can be found, no matter where one looks


People, if I ever can get up off of this old hard killin' floor
If I can move beyond this oppressive state of being


Lord, I'll never get down this low no more
I will never allow myself to be in this hopeless state again


When you hear me singin' this old lonesome song
While I perform this sad and mournful tune


People, you know these hard times can last us so long
These arduous circumstances we are in could persist for an extended time


You know, you say you had money, you better be sure
If you claim to be financially secure, double-check


Lord, these hard times gon' kill you, just drag on slow
These difficult times will harm and exhaust you gradually over time




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Nehemiah 'skip' James

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Comments from YouTube:

Emir Korkmaz

Skip James' voice is just so spooky and soothing at the same time. What a man.

Rob Pattison

superb falsetto . do you know of a Jay Buchanan ?

Sammy L

True , maybe we should also call him the unfrightened prince

Barbara Dane

ONe of the masterpieces of early blues.  The older he grows, the deeper his blues go.  Heartbreaking voice, profound poetry  and at the same time playing such unforgettable guitar. Skip James died not long after he made this recording, and we are all so lucky to be able to hear him.

NJSmithMusic

Barbara Dane Do you know when this recording was done? trying to find it

Kief

Barbara Dane wow

Rick

Well said Barbara.

J.T. Bomar

​@NJSmithMusicI'd say 1929 to 1932 for sure.

Nicolas Moulin

this version was recorded in the sixties, when he was re-discovered @J.T. Bomar

Gary Hatch

This is one of the most hauntingly beautiful blues songs I can remember. Allusions to the dust bowl era and the depression. Strikes a chord in the modern times.

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