| Well, I remember growing up like it was only yesterday
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| Mom and Daddy tried their best to guide me on my way
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| But the hard times and the liquor drove the easy love away
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| And the only love I knew about was hard love
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| Well, it was hard love every hour of the day
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| When Christmas to my birthday was a million miles away
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| And the fear that came between them drove the tears into my play
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| There was love in daddy’s house but it was hard love
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| Well, I recall the gentle courtesy you showed me as I tried
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| To dissemble in politeness all the love I felt inside
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| And for every song of laughter there was another song that cried
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| This ain’t no easy weekend, this is hard love
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| Well, it was hard love every step of the way
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| Hard to be so close to you and hard to turn away
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| And when all the stars and sentimental songs dissolved the day
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| There was nothing left to sing about but hard love
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| So I love you for your courage and your gentle sense of shame
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| I love you for your laughter and your language and your name
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| Though I knew it was impossible but I love you just the same
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| Though the only love I gave to you was hard love
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| Well, it was hard love, it was hard on you, I know
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| When the only love I gave to you was love I couldn’t show
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| You forgave the heart that loved you, as your lover turned to go
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| Leaving nothing but the memory of hard love
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| Now I’m standing in this phone booth with a dollar and a dime
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| Wondering what to say to you to ease your troubled mind
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| For the Lord’s Cross might redeem us but our own just waste our time
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| And to tell the two apart is always hard love
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| So I’ll tell you that I love you even though I’m far away
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| I’ll tell you how you’ve changed me as I live from day to day
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| How you’ve helped me to accept myself and I won’t forget to say
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| Love is never wasted even when it’s hard love
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| Well, it’s hard love but it’s love all the same
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| Not the stuff of fantasy but more than just a game
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| And the only kind of miracle that’s worthy of the name
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| For the love that heals our lives is mostly hard love |