Hard, Ain't It Hard

Oh, well, it’s hard, ain’t it hard,
Ain’t it hard, oh, yes,
To love one who never did love you,
Oh, well, it’s hard, ain’t it hard,
Ain’t it hard, great god,
To love one who never will be true.
Well, there is a house in this old town,
And that’s where,
My true love lays around,
And she sits down upon another’s knee,
And tells him,
What she never will tell me.
Oh, well, the first time,
I seen my true love,
She was a’ standing by my door,
And the last time,
I seen her false-hearted smile,
She was dead on that barroom floor.
Well, who’s gonna kiss your ruby lips?
Who’s gonna hold your little hand?
And who’s gonna do,
Well, you know what,
When I’m down in that Promised Land?
Oh, well, don’t go,
Drinking and gambling,
Don’t go there,
Your sorrows for to drown,
Oh, well, this hard liquor place,
Is a lowdown disgrace,
It’s the meanest darn place,
In this town.
Oh, well, it’s hard, ain’t it hard,
Ain’t it hard, oh, yes,
To love one who never did love you,
Oh, well, it’s hard, ain’t it hard,
Ain’t it hard, great god,
To love one who never will be true.