Hard, Ain't It Hard
EbThere is a house in this old town,
And tG#hat's where my true love lays aroBbund.
And he taEbkes other women right dG#own on his knee
And he tEbells them a tBbale he won't tell Ebme.
It's hEbard and it's hard, ain't it hG#ard
To loEbve one that never did love yBbou?
It's hEbard, and it's hard, ain't it hG#ard, great God,
To lEbove one that neBbver will be trEbue
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