It Was Hard

It was hard getting out of modesto
With the sheriff and his boys on my tail
In that old car that i stole from the parking lot
Where I murdered my poor abigail
It was cold and the desert was sinister
I couldn't feel my own toes
No one knows

And it was hard when that lawman spotted me
Coming out of the seven eleven
But he was off guard so he met a poor end
At the end of my .357
And I try not to think of how I let that man
Die in the desert out there
Alone and scared in the dark

It was hard
When they caught up to me in Reno
And put two rounds into my chest
They blew me apart
But i took out two deputies
Before i drew my last breath
And i know that the lord won't remember me
He never did seem to agree
With this boy with no love and no family
And a hole where his soul's supposed to be
I'd agree
It's on me

But it was hard



Credits
Writer(s): John Clark
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