Well, after all these years of running 'round Always flying high and fallin' down I gotta get back to the way I was Gonna turn it all 'round just because And everybody's talkin' about the shape I'm in They say "boy, you ain't a poet, just a drunk with a band." All over and over, again and again, Lord, they don't know about the places I've been
It gets hard out here I know it don't look it I used to have heart, but the highway took it The game was right, but the deal was crooked Lord, I'll make it perfectly clear, it gets hard out here
I guess there must be something I'm missing My momma told me I should've gone into easy listenin' Going with the band 'cause I thought it was cool Oh, good Lord, I should've gone back to school
Oh, pretty darlin', it'll be OK
You know one of these days I'm gonna take you away She said, "oh, sweet daddy, you're probably right, You know we might get lucky, but it won't be tonight"
It gets hard out here I know it don't look it I used to have heart, but the highway took it The game was right, but the deal was crooked Lord, I'll make it perfectly clear, it gets hard out here
I know it don't seem it I said I tried, but I never did mean it Nobody's listening so we mine as well scream it Oh, God, we're all outta beer It gets hard out hereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
