it's got the hard's
livin' in a house a' cards
stacked & racked
packed deck
but what the heck
one against the other
believe me pard's
it's a mother
but what's the other
choice's
those strange voices
in the night
the one that just might
give me even more fright
the darkness
the starkness
wihtout any Light

waitin' for the wind
to begin
again
waitin' for the wind
to blow
to let me know
which way the cards
will go

waitin' for the stroke
the one that my mind goes broke
on
when the cards fall down
waitin' for tomorrow
to come around
with one more day a' sorrow

a house of card's
they be the hard's
pard's

ain't no place to be
believe me
ain't no way ta' see
where the cards will flee

livin' in a house of card's
it's the hard's

still glad
i got my pard's
out there
where
ever you be
hope you know
what i see
hope you grow
from who i be

from who i been
learn from my sin

built a house on sand
that one was only
an also ran
left me lonely
ramblin' scramblin'
gamblin'
one too many times

left me only with my rhymes

but i can write
i can wrote
i can bard's
a few new notes
long as i got my pard's

it's still the hards

livin' in a house of cards