| My name is Hallie Lonnigan I married Walter Jones
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| for better or for worse so said the Reverend Dr. Stone
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| but the better times are all used up and the worse times took control
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| then drinking took my Walter may the lord protect his soul
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| along with two young kids to raise out on the western plains
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| my children harmonized with wolves and sang just like the rain
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| but haulin hay and water were the desperate daily facts
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| and the years have carved their memories in the muscles of my back
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| Hallie Lonnigan will tell these truths to you
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| hard times the only times I ever new
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| hard luck’s the only horse I ever drew
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| hard work’s the only way I made it through
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| then I married for convenience sake a trader from in town
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| a blacksmith named Charlie Hawk who’d court me on his rounds
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| but he’d paw me like a wolverine and there’s cheatin' in his blood
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| he fell upon my butcher knife and crawled off through the mud
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| well no one was the wiser when ol Charlie disappeared
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| and me and them poor children never shed one single tear
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| we can run this place on our own don’t need no drunks or cheats
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| and the men they step aside now when I walk down market street
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| Hallie Lonnigan will tell these truths to you
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| hard times the only times I ever new
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| hard luck’s the only horse I ever drew
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| hard work’s the only way I made it through
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| this land was conquered by brave men your history books will say
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| proud men upon fast horses drove the indian away
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| my name is Hallie Lonnigan I’ll have you all to know
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| that the secret of your history is in a workin woman’s soul
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| Hallie Lonnigan will tell these truths to you
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| hard times the only times I ever new
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| hard luck’s the only horse I ever drew
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| hard work’s the only way I made it through
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| hard work’s the only way I made it through |