Chris Knight - Hard candy

W^Dell her hair was as black as P^Gike County c^Bmoal, and her li^Gps were as red as bl^Aood on the s^Dnow. She wore short vinyl skirts and them b^Goots to her k^Bmnees, and she li^Gved in the holler 'cross the mo^Auntain from ^Dme.

^DHard Candy, you're so sw^Aeet^Bm and I could never get eno^Gugh. Hard Can^Ddy, you're so e^Aasy^Bm for me to l^Gove...

Wild ho^Drses couldn't keep her old m^Gan out of j^Bmail for bo^Gotleggin whiskey his s^Aons helped him sa^Dle. Well growin' up in the holler wasn't no^Gthin' by h^Bmard. fightin' roo^Gsters and curd(?)dogs tied ^Aup in the y^Dard.

^DHard Candy, you're so sw^Aeet^Bm and I could never get eno^Gugh. Hard Can^Ddy, you're so e^Aasy^Bm for me to l^Gove...

Well one ni^Dght on the mountain back ^Gin the pine t^Bmrees, Candy l^Get down her guard -- she s^Aaid she loved ^Dme. We left the holler when her old man got p^Gut back in j^Bmail and she t^Gold all her brothers to ^Ago straight to h^Dell.

^DHard Candy, you're so sw^Aeet^Bm and I could never get eno^Gugh. Hard Can^Ddy, you're so e^Aasy^Bm for me to l^Gove...