Buried him this morning I want to lay my head down And maybe never get up If I did, who'd know now? Lord, why's it got to be so hard? My whole life I've been slowly dying in the dark I want to come back In some broad, green country Like something out of Steinbeck I'd be a rural beauty Lord, why's it got to be so hard? My whole life I've been slowly dying in the dark Sometimes it's like your past pain Is dragging from the back of your feet And you struggle 'round a corner But it's all the same street If I'm due a little luck Could you lay it on me today? Wash off all my makeup Tell the dog I'm sorry Woman in the mirror Says I'm so damn ugly Lord, why's it got to be so hard? My whole life I've been slowly dying in the dark Why's it got to be so hard? My whole life I've been slowly dying in the I go up now on the rooftop Say no farewells Smell the raindrops It's just a quick step A rush of sweet air And everything's new Cross some valley The wind is blowing A sawmill turning The cattle lowing And through some doorway A pregnant push and - lord, lord, lord