Moving Oleta was the hardest thing he'd done

The nurses saw an old woman cryin'

But he saw the love of his life

She don't know where she is

But she knows this isn't home

Love is a hard, hard road



He met her in the summer of thirty-seven

In a brush arbor down on the Rush Creek shore

He loved her black hair and the mischief in her smile

But she won him with her eyes

All the years and children gone

He still sees her the same

Love is a hard, hard road



He woke up and mornin' and drove into town

He stayed all day til her dinner came

Then he took her to her room

Leaned on her wheelchair like a walker

And covered her with a quilt that she'd made

Only God and a couple of nurses

Helped the old man shoulder the load

Love is a hard, hard road



He said "They tell me this is all that's left,

Say this hell on earth is best,

I list all those reasons and I still don't understand"

He cursed his body old and weak

Tears of failure burned his cheeks

He said "Oh, don't you know I prayed to die before this day"

Love is a hard, hard road



There's a shadow much darker than the shadow of death

When you fear the reaper might not come today

They line 'em up in Laz-E-Boys out in the sunroom

The TV keeps the quiet away

She can't recall his name

And she's the only love he's known

Love is a hard, hard road

Love is a hard, hard road



Moving Oleta was the hardest thing he'd done


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