Buried him this morning
I want to lay my head down
And maybe never get up
If I did, who'd know now?
Lord, why's it got to be so hard?
My whole life I've been slowly dying in the dark
I want to come back
In some broad, green country
Like something out of Steinbeck
I'd be a rural beauty
Lord, why's it got to be so hard?
My whole life I've been slowly dying in the dark
Sometimes it's like your past pain
Is dragging from the back of your feet
And you struggle 'round a corner
But it's all the same street
If I'm due a little luck
Could you lay it on me today?
Wash off all my makeup
Tell the dog I'm sorry
Woman in the mirror
Says I'm so damn ugly
Lord, why's it got to be so hard?
My whole life I've been slowly dying in the dark
Why's it got to be so hard?
My whole life I've been slowly dying in the
I go up now on the rooftop
Say no farewells
Smell the raindrops
It's just a quick step
A rush of sweet air
And everything's new
Cross some valley
The wind is blowing
A sawmill turning
The cattle lowing
And through some doorway
A pregnant push and - lord, lord, lord