B. SpringsteenIt's cloudy out in PittsburghIt's raining in SaigonSnow's fallin' all across the Michigan lineWell she sits by the lights of the Christmas treeWith the radio softly onThinkin' how a good man is so hard to findWell once she had a fellaOnce she was somebody's girlAnd she gave all she had that one last timeNow there's a little girl asleep in the back roomShe's gonna have to tell about the meanness in this worldAnd how a good man is so hard to findWell there's pictures on the table by her bedhim in his dress greens and her in her wedding whiteShe remembers how the world was the day he leftAnd nw how that world is deadAnd a good man is so hard to findShe got time now for CasanovasYeah those days are goneShe don't want that anymore, she's made up het mindejust somebody told herAs the nights get onWhen a good man is so hard to findWell she shuts off the TVAnd without a wordInto bed she climbsWell she thinks how it was all so wastedAnd how expendable their dreams all wereWhen a good man was so hard to findWell it's cloudy out in Pittsburgh
A good man is hard to find
B. SpringsteenIt's cloudy out in PittsburghIt's raining in SaigonSnow's fallin' all across the Michigan lineWell she sits by the lights of the Christmas treeWith the radio softly onThinkin' how a good man is so hard to findWell once she had a fellaOnce she was somebody's girlAnd she gave all she had that one last timeNow there's a little girl asleep in the back roomShe's gonna have to tell about the meanness in this worldAnd how a good man is so hard to findWell there's pictures on the table by her bedhim in his dress greens and her in her wedding whiteShe remembers how the world was the day he leftAnd nw how that world is deadAnd a good man is so hard to findShe got time now for CasanovasYeah those days are goneShe don't want that anymore, she's made up het mindejust somebody told herAs the nights get onWhen a good man is so hard to findWell she shuts off the TVAnd without a wordInto bed she climbsWell she thinks how it was all so wastedAnd how expendable their dreams all wereWhen a good man was so hard to findWell it's cloudy out in Pittsburgh