Hard Out Here

After all these years of running round
All this flying high and falling down
I gotta get back to the way I was
I'm gonna turn around darling just because
Everybody's talking about the shape I'm in
They say, "Boy, You ain't a poet,
Just a drunk with a pen."
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 a heart
But the highway took it
The game was right
But the deal was crooked
Aw, make it perfectly clear
It gets hard out here
Oh, I guess there must be something I'm missing
My momma told me I should've gone into easy listening
Joined up with a band because I thought it was cool
Lord, Guess I probably should've just gone back to school
And, oh, pretty darling, it'll be okay
You know one of these days, I'm gonna take you away
She said, "Oh, sweet daddy, you know it's 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 a heart
But the highway took it
The game was right
But the deal was crooked
Aw, make it perfectly clear
It gets hard out here
It gets hard out here
I know it don't seem it
I said, "I'd try."
But I never did mean it
Nobody's listening
So we might as well scream it
Oh, god, we're all out of beer
It gets hard out here