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.
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?
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!)
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, 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!)
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, 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!
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?