Moving Oleta was the hardest thing he'd done
The nurse's saw an old woman crying
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 '37
In a brush arbour 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 grown
He still sees her the same
Love is a hard, hard road
He woke up each morning 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
He covered her with a quilt that she'd made
Only Love and a couple of nurses
Helped the old man shoulder the load
Love is a hard, hard road
And 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 it"
He cursed his body old and weak
Tears of failure burned his cheek
And 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 valley of death
When you fear the reaper might not come today
They line 'em up in La-z-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