| Standing barefoot on a cold wood floor
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| Looking out the window of my back door
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| If it keeps on raining I think the whole damn house is gonna float away
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| The alarm was buzzing at the break of dawn
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| My husband’s asking, «Is the coffee on?»
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| And easy’s gettin' harder every day
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| I’ll drop the baby off at school at nine
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| And bust the lights to get to work on time
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| Where I’ll be staring at the clock just waiting to knock off another day
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| When supper’s done we’ll watch some TV show
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| Of a bunch of folks who’ve never heard of Idaho
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| Where easy’s gettin' harder every day
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| I had a garden but my flowers died
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| There ain’t much living here inside
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| Lately, I don’t know what I’m holding on to
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| Wished I could run away to Coeur d’Alene
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| Take nothing with me, not even my name
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| 'Cause easy’s gettin' harder every day
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| We make love and then we kiss goodnight
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| He rolls over and he’s out like a light
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| But I ain’t mad about it, we got nothing to talk about anyway
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| The lights are blinking on the radio tower
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| And I lie awake and stare at them for hours and hours
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| 'Cause easy’s gettin' harder every day
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| I had a garden but my flowers died
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| There ain’t much living here inside
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| And lately, I don’t know what I’m holding on to
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| But I’ll never make it up to Coeur d’Alene
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| There ain’t no chance of me forgetting my name
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| And easy’s gettin' harder every day
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| And it feels like easy just keeps on gettin' harder every day |