Chorus
Well, it ain't hard to love you, and it ain't hard to show,
That the thing that I love is your heart and your soul.
And it ain't hard to tell you that you are the one,
But Honey, it ain't hard, 'cause I'm tired
When the workin' day's done.
(Repeat)
Verse 1
Mr. Frederick out in Hollywood sent my wife a new dress,
She was lookin' so good, but I just needed rest.
Mr. Frederick, can you tell me how to work hard all day,
Without being too tired when my wife wants to play.
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Verse 2
Mr. Penney sent her a letter, said to come in and see,
Pretty things that will make your man weak at the knees.
Mr. Penney, tell my boss that I'm in such a plight,
I'm so useful all day that I'm no good all night.
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Coda
Well, it ain't hard to love you, and it ain't hard to show,
That the thing that I love is your heart, mind and soul.
And it ain't hard to show you, that you are the one,
And we're sleepin' in Saturday, 'till we get the job done!
Copyright (First draft-Words and Music)
July-2002 Jeffrey Brent Clifton
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