| Song Length |
4:06 |
Genre |
Blues - Country, Country - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Miserable, Stressed |
Subject |
Frustration, Regret |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Title: Is A Hard Life
Verse 1:
Sitting on a bench waiting on the bus to catch a ride to work,
Thinkin real hard bout life and what my life is really worth,
A flock of birds fly by, and I look up and start to gaze,
Next thing I know, plop..., bird poops on my head, I've seen better days.
Arrived to work late boss is in my face,
Trying hard to stay silent Lord knows I don't need to catch a case,
I don't get paid enough to put up with this shhtuff,
But my rent is due and what's in the bank ain't good enough.
Chorus:
It's a hard life,
Everyday I'm on the edge of the knife,
Walking daily on Eggshells through it,
Trying hard and my best not to lose it,
It's a hard life,
So much stress it's really hard to think,
With all of my bad luck, and constant problems,
It's no wonder I'm not on drugs and I don't drink.
Verse 2:
Lunch break short, just staring at my phone,
Scrolling through lives they look better than my own,
Bills piling up like the dishes in the sink,
Every time I breathe I'm closer to the brink.
Clock moves slow but the years go fast,
Still paying for mistakes from my past,
Dreams on hold, got 'em sitting on the shelf,
Trying to survive while fighting with myself.
Chorus:
It's a hard life,
Everyday I'm on the edge of the knife,
Walking daily on Eggshells through it,
Trying hard and my best not to lose it,
It's a hard life,
So much stress it's really hard to think,
With all of my bad luck, and constant problems,
It's no wonder I'm not on drugs and I don't drink.
Instrumental solo:
Bridge:
It's a hard life yeah, But I ain't bout to quit,
no ain't gone fold, though the world is cold,
I'll take each and every lick
I'll just keep on steppin, I'm steppin high, and steppin long,
Now how ya like me now, what's that?,
Spoken word:
ahhh shoot,
Just got dog poop on my boot. Ughh
Chorus:
It's a hard life,
Everyday I'm on the edge of the knife,
Walking daily on Eggshells through it,
Trying hard and my best not to lose it,
It's a hard life,
So much stress it's really hard to think,
With all of my bad luck, and constant problems,
It's no wonder I'm not on drugs and I don't drink.
Spoken word:
With this hard life,
I just might start drinkin
Hey, bar keep, pour me a shot....
Yeah, that's right, a shot of milk...
in a dirty glass...