Hard Way to Go
Dan Clanton

She was born in a tumble-down shack at the edge of town,
Every dress Ellen wore as a child was a hand-me-down,
Way down in the fall, she didn't have shoes to wear,
And the ladies in the town brought her ribbons for her hair.
Late at night after prayers were said,
Her stepfather came to her bed,
She had a hard way to go.

Bobby Joe watched the school bus drive by every day,
He was fourteen and farmin' the hard red Georgia clay,
His daddy liked whiskey, never could hold a job,
And his mama had consumption so it all came down to Bob.
He had to grow up awful fast,
Or else the family wouldn't last,
He had a hard way to go.

But he said,
Sometimes a bad road turns to the good, and sometimes life works out like it should,
The school of hard knocks is a college in its own way,
And I'm gonna learn my lesson every day.

Bobby Joe met Ellen when she was just sixteen,
Got married that summer and the livin' was might lean,
But he got himself a job makin' parts at the factory,
And she cleaned houses for the people on Easy street.
Been twenty years now, and doin'good they say,
Two healthy children and one on the way,
They had a hard way to go.

And they say,
Sometimes a bad road turns to the good, and sometimes life turns out like it should,
The school of hard knocks is a college in its own way,
And we're gonna learn our lessons every day,

Yeah, sometimes a bad road turns to the good, and sometimes life turns out like it should,
The school of hard knocks is a college in its own way,
And Bobby Joe and Ellen learned their lessons every day,
And we can learn a lot if we listen to what they say!

Words and Music © by Dan Clanton