Hazel Dickens It's Hard To Tell The Singer From The Song
She's lost a lot of herself that time cannot replace
Bits and pieces of herself gone without a trace
She's been holding on to everything that happened to be there
She's all used up and forgotten and scatterd eveerywhere
She's not an angel, so don't look for her wings
She's a hurtin woman who lives the song she sings
She learned them all the hard way on the streets all alone
That's why it's hard to tell the singer from the song
One by one her young years were gone before she knew
Wasted on some loser who was only walking through
Each time her bruised and lonely heart tried to break the fall
Rather put the pieces of the life on the wall
She's not an angel, so don't look for her wings
She's a hurtin woman who lives the song she sings
She learned them all the hard way on the streets all alone
That's why it's hard to tell the singer from the song
That's why it's hard to tell the singer from the song
