Barbara Mandrell – In Times Like These lyrics

Sitting on the front porch, rain is pouring down.
News comes on the radio,
There's trouble all around.
That's the way it's always been and the way it'll always be.
I thank the good Lord I've got you in times like these.

The rich keep getting richer.
The poor barely get by.
Farmer Johnson says it's either too wet or dry.
Jobs are scarce down at the factory.
I thank the good Lord I've got you in times like these.

In times like these when it's easy to get down,
You're my inspiration.
You're my solid ground.
In times like these, love will pull us through.
Baby, I know I can depend on you.

We can read about the latest in the fashion magazines,
But that don't change the fact that we got patches on our jeans.
Everybody's needing money,
Even the preachers preaching on TV.
I thank the good Lord I've got you in times like these.

(Guitar solo)

In times like these when it's easy to get down,
You're my inspiration.
You're my solid ground.
In times like these, love will pull us through.
Baby, I know I can depend on you.

It costs you 45 cents for a nickel candy bar.
And a dollar's worth of gas won't even start your car.
Yeah, we got problems here in the land of the free.
But there's no place I'd rather be in times like these.
I thank the good Lord I've got you in times like these.
In times like these, baby. (Baby)
In times like these.
In times like these.