First time I seen my true Iove, he was walkin' by my door, the last time l saw his false hearted smile, he was dead on his coolin' board. It's a-hard and it's hard, ain't it hard, to love one that never did love you? It's a-hard, and it's hard, ain't it hard, great God, to love one that never will be true? There is a house in this town, that's where my true love lays around. He takes other women right down on his knee, he tells them a little tale he won't tell me. Don't go to drinkin' and gamblin', don't go there your sorrows to drown. C F This hard-liquor place is a low-down disgrace, it's the meanest damn place in this town. It was late last night, when my true love come in, rapped, and knocked upon my door. I jumped out in a fit of jealousy, that true love don’t knock here any more.