I steadily stumble, walking around at night I’m too mean to die I’m too 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 Aw 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 a long 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 Cause it’s a hard row to hoe
There’s hands in my pockets They’re trying to take my change One little last piece of the pie Is all that’s left when it hits my plate Yea they’ll plunder ya crops for every seed you sow
So Lord help me now Lord help me now, oh Lord Won’t you please help me now Cause it’s a hard row to hoe
