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Hard Row To Hoe

I steadily stumble, walking around at night


I’m too mean to die
I’m too numb to write


Now I’m out here


Just searching for my soul

So Lord help me now


It’s a hard row to hoeI used to have me a woman


Aw but I can’t be true


All that late night rambling bound to put the damn pressure on you


Yea she’s still around


But she left a long time ago

So Lord help me now


Cause it’s a hard row to hoe

And the weeds always high


And the air is as dry as a bone


And a mule and a plow


It ain’t no good now


When it’s gone, long gone


I’ve been through that high water


The fire and the snow

So Lord help me now


Cause it’s a hard row to hoe

There’s hands in my pockets


They’re trying to take my change


One little last piece of the pie
Is all that’s left when it hits my plate


Yea they’ll plunder ya crops for every seed you sow

So Lord help me now


Lord help me now, oh Lord


Won’t you please help me now


Cause it’s a hard row to hoe