Whiskey Myers - Hard Row to Hoe

I steadily stumble
Walking around at night 
I'm to mean to die
I'm to numb to write 
Now I'm out here
Just searching for my soul 

So lord help me now it's a hard row to hoe

I used to have me a woman
But I can't be true
All that late night rambling
Bound to put the damn pressure on you
Yea she's still around
But she left along time ago 

So lord help me now cause it's a hard row to hoe

And the weeds always high
And the air is as dry as a bone
And a mule and a plow
It ain't no good now
When it's gone long gone
I've been through that high water
The fire and the snow
So lord help me now it's a hard row to hoe

There's hands in my pockets
They trying to take my change
One little last piece of the pie
Is all that's left when it hits my plate
Yea they will plunder ya crops for every seed u sow
So lord help me now
Lord help me now
Won't you please help me now cause it's a hard row to hoe

Written by:
CODY BRYAN CANNON, KENDELL MARVEL

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