Hard, Ain't It Hard
BbThere is a house in this old town,
And tEbhat's where my true love lays aroFund.
And he taBbkes other women right dEbown on his knee
And he tBbells them a tFale he won't tell Bbme.
It's hBbard and it's hard, ain't it hEbard
To loBbve one that never did love yFou?
It's hBbard, and it's hard, ain't it hEbard, great God,
To lBbove one that neFver will be trBbue
First time I seen my true love
He was walkin' by my door.
The next time I saw his false hearted smile
He was layin' dead and cold on floor.
Don't go to drinkin' or to gamblin',
Don't go there your sorrows to drown.
That hard-liquor place is a low-down disgrace,
It's the meanest old place in this town