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Hard Luck Story (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Well, I was thinking that I shoulda,
But I didn’t ever leave you,
But baby, I’m leavin tonight
And there’s a trucker drinking coffee in the station who can give me a ride.
Well, I was thinking about a heading to mobile, alabama
And that was just last saturday night.
I can leave you if I wanna, little baby and I’m gonna tonight.
Cause I got a bucket full of tears and a hard luck story
There’s a bad moon rising behind
And I swore it to your daddy that I loved you, but I changed my mind.
Well, I’m a fast talking, hell raising, son of a bitch
And I’m a sinner and I know how to fight
Well, I can leave you if I wanna, little baby and I’m gonna tonight.

Cause I got a bucket full of tears and a hard luck story
There’s a bad moon rising behind
And I swore it to your daddy that I loved you, but I changed my mind.
Well, I’m a fast talking, hell raising, son of a bitch
And I’m a sinner and I know how to fight
Cause I can leave you if I wanna, little baby and I’m gonna tonight.

Well I was sitting, I was drinking on a barstool
Thinking how true love becomes a lie
And I never should have left you
But I had to, and I betcha there’s a man there with you tonight.
And I swore it to your daddy that I missed you, but I didn’t
If I came back it wouldn’t be right.
Cause I can leave you if I wanna, little baby and I’m gonna tonight.

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Hard Luck Story (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Written by ann orson and carte blanche
Available on the album rock of the westies

Sometimes i think i’m going crazy
Staring at the same four walls
Waiting for the working day to end
Then i get home so wasted, worn out
I curse at you and tell you
How i’ve done the work of ten to fifteen men
How i’ve struggled for my money
Sweated blood to get us by, yeah
Well i’m tired of it honey
Think i’m gonna have to leave here for a while

All you hear are hard luck stories
And the ways i look at life
And the way i think the world treats me
And the way that i treat my wife

I never seem to look at you
And see that somewhere underneath
A pair of tired eyes are crying out
Well you know i work hard all day long
Let me kiss you once with meaning
Just to kill this nagging doubt
Well you don’t deny i do you proud
And you expect me to be tired
You say there’s no future in our lives
While i persist i’m putting out the fire

All you hear are hard luck stories
Just a few well chosen words
`cause you’re still the woman of a working man
You’ve got the heart of a working girl

Hard Luck Story (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Don’t ask me to love my neighbour
Cause I don’t love the man
Don’t ask me for my favours
I won’t lend a hand
And if I had real power
Then I could disappear
Wouldn’t have to be around you
I’d sink into the atmosphere

Then I wouldn’t hear
Your hard luck story
It’s a hard luck, a hard luck story

Don’t ask me to tip the waiter
For he is underhand
I can tell he is a woman hater
And he is a nasty man
Within reach lies all desire
For each and every soul
Stripped bare and stretching higher
You fall into the last balck hole

To end your hard
Hard luck story
It’s a hard luck
Hard luck story

Don’t ask me to pray to Jesus
I’ve never met the man
I only meet weekend preachers
Pictures of the promised land
All the new holy saviours
Who pretend to understand
Who do you think will save you
Modern day beggar man

Such a hard luck
Hard luck story
It’s a hard luck
Hard luck story

It’s such a hard
Hard luck story
It’s a hard luck
Hard luck story

Don’t ask me to love my neighbour
Don’t ask me to tip the waiter
Don’t ask me to pray to Jesus
He picked his time to leave us

It’s a hard luck
Hard luck story
It’s a hard luck
Hard luck story
It’s a hard luck story
Hard luck story

Hard Luck Story (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Well, i was thinking that i shoulda,
But i didn’t ever leave you,
But baby, i’m leavin tonight
And there’s a trucker drinking coffee in the station who can give me a ride.
Well, i was thinking about a heading to mobile, alabama
And that was just last saturday night.
I can leave you if i wanna, little baby and i’m gonna tonight.
Cause i got a bucket full of tears and a hard luck story
There’s a bad moon rising behind
And i swore it to your daddy that i loved you, but i changed my mind.
Well, i’m a fast talking, hell raising, son of a bitch
And i’m a sinner and i know how to fight
Well, i can leave you if i wanna, little baby and i’m gonna tonight.

Cause i got a bucket full of tears and a hard luck story
There’s a bad moon rising behind
And i swore it to your daddy that i loved you, but i changed my mind.
Well, i’m a fast talking, hell raising, son of a bitch
And i’m a sinner and i know how to fight
Cause i can leave you if i wanna, little baby and i’m gonna tonight.

Well i was sitting, i was drinking on a barstool
Thinking how true love becomes a lie
And i never should have left you
But i had to, and i betcha there’s a man there with you tonight.
And i swore it to your daddy that i missed you, but i didn’t
If i came back it wouldn’t be right.
Cause i can leave you if i wanna, little baby and i’m gonna tonight.

Hard Luck Story (Letra)

Elton John

Elton John

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Don’t ask me to love my neighbour
Cause I don’t love the man
Don’t ask me for my favours
I won’t lend a hand
And if I had real power
Then I could disappear
Wouldn’t have to be around you
I’d sink into the atmosphere

Then I wouldn’t hear
Your hard luck story
It’s a hard luck, a hard luck story

Don’t ask me to tip the waiter
For he is underhand
I can tell he is a woman hater
And he is a nasty man
Within reach lies all desire
For each and every soul
Stripped bare and stretching higher
You fall into the last balck hole

To end your hard
Hard luck story
It’s a hard luck
Hard luck story

Don’t ask me to pray to Jesus
I’ve never met the man
I only meet weekend preachers
Pictures of the promised land
All the new holy saviours
Who pretend to understand
Who do you think will save you
Modern day beggar man

Such a hard luck
Hard luck story
It’s a hard luck
Hard luck story

It’s such a hard
Hard luck story
It’s a hard luck
Hard luck story

Don’t ask me to love my neighbour
Don’t ask me to tip the waiter
Don’t ask me to pray to Jesus
He picked his time to leave us

It’s a hard luck
Hard luck story
It’s a hard luck
Hard luck story
It’s a hard luck story
Hard luck story