Play It's A Hard Knock Life
Songwriters: Strouse, Charles; Charnin, Martin;It's the hard knock life
(Hard-knock life, a hard-knock life)
(Hard-knock life, a hard-knock life)
It's the hard knock life
It's the hard knock life
(Hard-knock life, a hard-knock life)
(Hard-knock life, a hard-knock life)
It's the hard-knock life for us
It's the hard-knock life for us
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard-knock life
It's the hard knock life
(Hard-knock life, a hard-knock life)
Got no folks to speak of, so
It's the hard knock row we hoe
Cotton blankets, steada wool
Empty bellies, steada full
It's the hard-knock life
It's the hard knock life
(Hard-knock life, a hard-knock life)
Don't if feel like the wind is always howlin'
Don't it seem like there's never any light
Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in
It's easier than puttin' up a fight
No one's there when your dreams at night get creepy
No one cares if you grow or if you shrink
No one cries when your eyes get wet and weepy
From all the cryin' you would think this place would sink
Empty belly life, rotten smelly life
Full of sorrow life, no tomorrow life
Santa Claus we never see
Santa Claus what's that? Who's he?
No one cares for you a smidge
When you're in an orphanage
It's the hard-knock life for us
It's the hard-knock life for us
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard-knock life
It's the hard knock life
(Hard-knock life, a hard-knock life)
Don't if feel like the wind is always howlin'
Don't it seem like there's never any light
Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in
It's easier than puttin' up a fight
No one's there when your dreams at night get creepy
No one cares if you grow or if you shrink
No one cries when your eyes get wet and weepy
From all the cryin' you would think this place would sink
Hard-knock life, a hard-knock life
Hard-knock life
No one cares for you a smidge
When you're in an orphanage
It's the hard-knock life for us
It's the hard-knock life for us
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
Got no folks to speak of, so
It's the hard knock row we hoe
Cotton blankets, steada wool
Empty bellies, steada full
It's the hard-knock life
(Hard-knock life, a hard-knock life)
It's the hard knock life
(Hard-knock life, a hard-knock life)
It's the hard-knock life
(Hard-knock life, a hard-knock life)
It's the hard knock life
© EDWIN H MORRIS & CO; (c) 1977 EDWIN H. MORRIS & COMPANY, A Division of MPL Music Publishing, Inc. and CHARLES STROUSEAll Rights on behalf of CHARLES STROUSE MUSIC Administered by HELENE BLUE MUSIQUE LTD.All Rights Reserved
