Ship Wrecked
I'll find my way back to her sweet arms
I'll find my way back to the rose in the garden
I'll find my way back to her little charms
Wasting my life, just dreaming away
No never again will I ever stray
I'll find my way back to the rose in the garden
I'll find my way back to her sweet arms
Wasting my life, just dreaming away
No never again will I ever stray
I'll find my way back to the rose in the garden
I'll find my way back to her sweet arms
Hard, Ain't It Hard
Woody Guthrie
Chorus:
Well, it's hard. Ain't it hard? Ain't it hard (oh, yes) to love one who never
did love you.
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. That's where my true love lays around.
She sits down upon another's knee (do tell) and tells him what she never will
tell me.
(Chorus)
The first time I seen my true love she was a-standin' by my door,
And the last time I seen her false-hearted smile, she was dead on that bar room
floor! (Poor girl!)
(Chorus)
Well, who's gonna kiss your ruby lips? (Not you, sweetie!) Who's gonna hold
your little hand? (Hand?)
Who's gonna do, well, you know what, when I'm down in that promised land? (I
will!)
(Chorus)
Well, don't go drinkin' and gamblin'. Don't go there your sorrows for to drown.
This hard liquor place is a low-down disgrace. It's the meanest damn place in
this town!
(Chorus)