- cifra
I used to love to look for a fight
I'd get drunk and shoot out the lights
I was known to get out of hand
A rough and rowdy honky tonk man
That was all that would happen to me
This hard living ain't easy as it used to be
I looked enough that I could have found
A lover that could settle down
I was known to have a good time
No, I could never walk the line
That was all that would happen to me
This hard living ain't easy as it used to be
It was hard, hell what happened to me?
This hard living ain't easy as it used to be
