It’s So Hard Songtext
von Mare Winningham

One, two, one, two

Guess you didn′t make it, guess you didn't get to come
Flip-floppin′ down the street at a drink, coke and rum
I was wrangled by the jukebox and I once called out your name
But it was underneath my breath, I said it just the same

I wish I had a dime for every time I turned around
A nickel for the nonsense, every color, every sound
The bar I leave behind, the neon sign is blinkin' blue
And I'll walk another mile before I ask again for you

It′s so hard to sing my song without you

I met a fine Italian man, I jumped into his cab
Flirtin′ in the rearview mirror, I let him take a stab
To any destination we could arrive and be alone
And he would talk and I would laugh, tomorrow I'll be goin′ home


Up above the hotel rooms, the little lights and bags
Shine upon the hotel bums who divvy up their fags
My steps have come upon none of us say anything
They're smokin′ and I'm cryin′ and I'm
Hidin' tears that only love could bring

It′s so hard to sing my song without you

It′s freezing cold in Dixie but I bet it's colder here
Exiting the sardine bar, I′m yearning for you, dear
It's over for the winter if I once see you again
I′ll think a thousand times of when you said I was your friend

It's so hard to sing my song without you
Oh, it′s so hard
It's so hard to sing this song without you
Oh, it's so hard
It′s so hard