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 --- Hard Row to Hoe - Whiskey Myers