Lyrics The Hard Road Restrung - Hilltop Hoods
(Oh,
just
don't
know)
(Well
I'm
goin'
down)
(Goin'
down
the
hard
road)
(Just
don't
know)
(Don't
know
where
I've
been)
Growin'
up
I
needed
a
guide
like
A
blind
veteran's
dog
'Cause
I
was
going
nowhere
like
a
child's
letters
to
god
Though
life's
road
was
hard
I
was
never
so
lost
That
I
looked
for
an
answer
in
a
medicine
box
I
never
did
pop
pills,
or
cop
deals,
just
rocked
hills
Kids
with
skills,
still
got
harassed
by
the
cops
'til
They'd
have
me
in
the
back
of
a
paddy,
(down
to
lock
up)
Smack
me,
pat
me
down
for
a
baggy,
(mums
would
rock
up)
And
bail
me
out,
a
failure
out
once
again
Next
weekend,
bail
me
out,
drunk
again
(And
I
never
will
forgive
myself)
(For
putting
you
through
all
that
hell)
I
went
from
high
school
dropout
to
factory
labourer
Slave
to
the
clock
until
four,
went
from
sleeping
on
the
floor
To
being
out
on
tour,
now
no
stopping
me
I'll
finish
with
a
"bang"
like
Kurt
Cobains
biography,
uhh
(Goin'
down
a
hard
road),
down
the
hard
road
(Just
don't
know),
(don't
know
where
I've
been)
And
don't
know
where
to
go
its
like
(Goin'
down
a
hard
road,)
down
the
hard
road
(Just
don't
know),
(don't
know
where
I've
been)
(Well
I'm
goin'
down)
I
spent
my
youth
like
life
was
cheap
The
only
change
that
I
wanted
was
enough
to
buy
a
drink
Was
on
a
path
to
nowhere,
the
harder
the
road
The
more
broken
baggage
we
carry
the
larger
the
load
This
school
drop-out
got
knocked
out,
chased
by
the
cops
out
Got
clout,
dumped
by
my
girlfriend
and
locked
out
Been
broke
and
beaten,
even
chocked
at
bein'
A
dope
MC
but
never
lost
hope
in
dreamin'
We
used
to
thrash
boosted
cars
'til
the
engine
would
fail
If
I
never
had
bailed
maybe
I'd
be
dead
or
in
jail
And
man,
I
got
no
one
else
to
blame
I
thank
my
family
and
music
for
keeping
me
sane
But
that's
the
"brakes",
right?
Started
working
late
nights
Never
seeing
daylight,
getting
paid
like
a
slave
mite
And
I've
done
too
many
years
to
miss
this
for
my
missus
To
have
to
tell
my
son
he
nearly
never
existed,
uhh
(Goin'
down
a
hard
road),
down
the
hard
road
(Just
don't
know),
(don't
know
where
I've
been)
And
don't
know
where
to
go
its
like
(Goin'
down
a
hard
road,)
down
the
hard
road
(Just
don't
know),
(don't
know
where
I've
been)
DJ
Debris
c'mon
and
break
it
down
like
And
I
speak
what
I
feel
in
the
booth
in
the
spirit
of
truth
'Cause
all
these
kids
that
I
meet
man
they
mirror
my
youth
And
I
could
have
gone
the
wrong
way,
(the
easy
option)
But
I
chose
to
go
the
long
way,
(the
streets
is
watching,
so)
So
keep
a
look
out,
look
up,
B-Ballers
keep
your
hook
up
Pull
a
page
from
my
book
out,
and
pull
out
Your
finger
put
your
foot
out
And
keep
a
lookout
for
what
we
put
out
The
brand
new
flavour
for
your
cookout,
uhh
(Goin'
down
a
hard
road),
down
the
hard
road
(Just
don't
know),
(don't
know
where
I've
been)
And
don't
know
where
to
go
its
like
(Goin'
down
a
hard
road),
down
the
hard
road
(Just
don't
know),
(don't
know
where
I've
been)
((Well
I'm
goin'
down)
(I'm
walking
round
in
circles)
(Came
here
to
find
a
friend)
(Uhh,
for
my
love)
![Hilltop Hoods - The Hard Road Restrung (Deluxe Version)](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/l/i/p/r/oyaznMRpIl.jpg)
1 The Hard Road Restrung
2 Stopping All Stations Restrung
3 Conversations From A Speakeasy
4 An Audience With The Devil Restrung
5 Monster's Ball Restrung
6 Breathe Restrung
7 Another Great Intro
8 What A Great Night Restrung
9 Obese Lowlifes Restrung
10 City Of Light Restrung
11 Clown Prince Restrung
12 The Captured Vibe Restrung
13 Recapturing The Vibe Restrung
14 Roll On Up Restrung
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.