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The Hard Luck Girl

Well sister works a job in town Joe sits there without a sound Mama sets the bread to brown And it's not enough to go around Papa died last Friday eve He was sick all winter long Weren't too many there to grieve But who's to say his going was wrong His hard times over along with his life Now the man can take his rest Kids to feed and a poorly wife Takes its toll-a mans very best Sister says she's leaving now Wants to follow her star to fame We'll get by without her somehow She did help feed us all the same And Joe's discovered himself a cause He's going to change the world some way Wish I knew what it really was Makes him think he just can't stay Mama's not looking good these days Hardly gets out of bed anymore Such sadness creased into her face And her eyes say just living's a chore Me,I've got nowhere to go Haven't already been in my dreams And I'm old enough by now to know That nothing's as it really seems

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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