Hard Country

Early to bed and early to rise

Wiping the sleep from my little one’s eyes

Hit the long road and cut ‘em down to size

Take it to market and see what it buys

Hard country, making a living by the sweat of my brow

Hard country, looking at the world from the back of a plow

An honest day’s work for and honest day’s pay

Honestly you know it ain’t a living wage

Sweating in the sun and praying for rain

Supper and sleep and do it all again

Hard country, making a living by the sweat of my brow

Hard country, looking at the world from the back of a plow

Brother took a job in the county seat

Thought he bought a ticket to easy street

Well he got laid off from the factory

Now he’s back on the rolling forty with me

Hard country, making a living by the sweat of my brow

Hard country, looking at the world from the back of a plow

So grab your partner and dosey-doe

Louisiana Hayride’s on the radio

Finally the harvest moon’s a glow

Wouldn’t take mine for any life I know

Hard country, making a living by the sweat of my brow

Hard country, looking at the world from the back of a plow

Hard country, making a living by the sweat of my brow

Hard country, looking at the world from the back of a plow

Hard country, just to make a living by the sweat of my brow

Hard country, looking at the world from the back of a plow

Hard country, hard country

Hard country, making a living by the sweat of my brow

Hard country, looking at the world from the back of a plow