Life was rough on the lone prairie
We didn't have it made
The northern winds brought the cold snow flury
And brought us close to the grave
You carried our child through the warm spring haul
And if all went well you'd be a mother come to fall
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We had hard times comin'
with twisters on the ground
We had tumbleweeds runnin'
and they would almost knocked you down
We would hide beneath the storm cellar's door
And without you there I couldn't take it anymore
We had hard times comin'
But with your loving we made it alright
The river swelled till the flash blood raged
Washing out the plains
The cottonwood stood with strength of age
And like the trees we remained
It takes the true woman who believes in her man
To stand at his side while he's struggling for his land
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We had hard times comin'
But with your loving we made it alright