Hard to Say

HARD TO SAY

I knew a young girl, her daddy was a preacher.
He never took the time to listen to anything she had to say.
He thought condemnation was the way to reach her.
Now that’s why he spends his time putting flowers on her grave.

Chorus
It’s hard to say, so hard to say.
Will we ever cure this cancer that’s been eating us away?
It’s hard to say, so hard to say.
Why we’re traveling down this road we’re on when we know we’ve lost our way.

I knew a young boy, he became a boozer.
He never had no toys he never had no time to play.
His daddy beat him, his mama called him a loser.
So he’d jump into that whisky bottle and run away every day.

Chorus
It’s hard to say, so hard to say.
When we look into the future will we see a brighter day?
It’s hard to say, so hard to say.
Why we’re traveling down this road we’re on when we know we’ve lost our way.

I knew a young man, had a gun in his hand.
He thought he’d take just what he wanted, nothing standing in his way.
Thought he had a grand plan, fell in with the wrong man.
I can’t hear his gun no more but I can hear his mama pray.

Chorus
It’s hard to say, so hard to say.
Why were traveling down this road we’re on when we know we’ve lost our way.
It’s hard to say, so hard to say.
Will we ever cure this cancer that’s been eating us away?

I knew an old man, somebody’s granddad.
He got so old and feeble that he had to be waited on.
His kids put him in a rest home, now they never go to see him.
Will they have a guilty conscience when he’s dead and gone?

It’s hard to say, so hard to say…