Song Description

Heartfelt contemporary country ballad from a male perspective about the impossible task of moving on in a small town full of memories. Strong central metaphor compares heartbreak recovery to punching a clock - 'Ain't no hard work like working to forget.' Vulnerable, relatable storytelling with vivid small-town imagery. Perfect for male vocalists who lean into emotional authenticity.

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Came to this town not knowin' a soul,
Yours was the face that made it home.
You showed me the back roads, the good bars, and that smile
I let myself believe I'd be stayin' here a while.

[Verse 2]
Long talks about forever and ever ...
Makin' plans in your daddy's backyard ...
We were building something here together.
Now I'm tearing it down - and it's so damned hard.

[Chorus]
Ain't no hard work like working to forget.
Been punching that clock - but it ain't over yet.
Overtime hours tryin' to silence my head.
There ain't no hard work like working to forget.

[Verse 3]
Deleted your number, boxed up all your things
Tried building new days from the pieces you left.
But every corner here still echoes out your name
In this little town you showed me, where nothin's gonna change.

[Chorus]
Ain't no hard work like working to forget
Been punching that clock - but it ain't over yet.
Overtime hours tryin' to silence my head.
There ain't no hard work like working to forget.

[Bridge]
You probably don't even know
You're the loudest memory in this town.
Bet you're sleepin' fine at night
While all I want's to quiet down .
All these echoes, all this noise
Won't let me find some kind of peace.
In the spaces where your memory don't reach

[Final Chorus]
Been real hard work, workin' to forget
Punching that clock ain't got me over you yet.
Every street I walk still brings you back again
There ain't no hard work like working to forget

[Outro]
Yeah, there ain't no hard work like working to forget