Текст песни Moving Oleta - Reba McEntire
Moving
Oleta
was
the
hardest
thing
he'd
done
The
nurses
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
harbor,
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
grow
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
And
covered
her
with
a
quilt
that
she
made
Only
God
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
road
Moving
Oleta
was
the
hardest
thing
he'd
done
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