Reba McEntire - Moving oleta

^CMoving O^Gleta was the ^Emhardest ^Dthing he'd ^Cdone The nurse's saw an old woman ^Gcrying But ^Emhe saw the love of h^Dis life She ^Cdon't know where she is But she ^Bmknows this isn't ^Chome ^Bm Love is a ^Dhard, hard ^Groad

^CHe met her in the summer of '^G37 In a ^Embrush arbour ^Ddown on the ^CRush Creek shore He loved her black hair and the ^Gmischief in her smile But she^Em won him with her ^Deyes All the ^Cyears and children grown He ^Bmstill sees her the ^Csame ^Bm Love is a ^Dhard, hard ^Groad ^{C D}

He ^Cwoke up each morning and ^Gdrove into town He ^Emstayed all ^Dday 'til her ^Cdinner came Then he took her to her room, leaned ^Gon her wheelchair like a walker ^Em He covered her with a quilt ^Dthat she'd made Only ^CLove and a couple of nurses Helped the ^Bmold man shoulder the ^Cload ^Bm Love is a ^Dhard, hard ^Groad

And he said,^C "They tell me this is all that's left Say, this hell on earth is best ^D/F# I list all those ^Greasons and I still don't under^D/F#stand it"^C He cursed his body ^Gold and weak ^C Tears of failure ^Gburned his cheek And he said,^D/F# "Oh, don't you ^Gknow I prayed to ^Emdie before this ^Cday" ^Bm Love is a ^Dhard, hard ^Groad

There's a ^Cshadow much darker than the ^Gvalley of death When you ^Emfear the reaper ^Dmight not ^Ccome today They line 'em up in La-z-boys ^Gout in the sunroom ^Em The TV keeps the quiet a^Dway She ^Ccan't recall his name And she's the ^Bmonly love he's ^Cknown ^Bm Love is a ^Dhard, hard ^Groad ^Bm Love is a ^Dhard, hard^G road ^Bm

^CMoving O^Gleta was the ^Emhardest ^Dthing he'd ^Gdone