By: Jimmy Buffett 1973 Looking back at my hard luck days I really do have to laugh Working in a dive for twenty six dollars Spending it all on grass We were hungry hard luck heros Trying just to stay alive We'd go down to the corner drug This is how we'd survive Who's going to steal the peanut butter? I'll get a can of sardines Running up and down the aisle of the mini mart Sticking food in our jeans We never took more than we could eat There was plenty left on the rack We all swore if we ever got rich We would pay the mini mart back Yes sir! Yes sir! We would pay the mini mart back It was a two man operation Had it all down on a note Ricky would watch that big round mirror And I'd fill up my coat Then we'd head for the checkout aisle With a lemon and a bottle of beer Into to the car, got to make it on home Supper time's gettin' near (Repeat chorus) I guess every good picker has had some hard times I sure had my share It's really kind of funny to laugh at it now But I don't want to go back there So every now and then when I'm in the grocery I take a little but not much You never know when those hard times will hit you And I don't want to lose my touch (Repeat chorus)