Oh Lord It's Hard To Be Humble lyrics guitar chords And Sheet Music
Oh Lord It's Hard To Be Humble Folk Song lyrics easy guitar chords And Sheet Music The sheet music is included [. Back a few months ago I was headlining in this great big night club, and they put me up in what they call the star suite. Now hear I am staring in one of the biggest night clubs in the country, and I wake up at eight o clock in the morning in the star suite all by myself and I did what I've always done. I picked up my guitar and wrote me a little song.
The guitar chords in chordpro are in the Key of G Major. A youtube video is included. This old folk song was also covered by American country singer Willie Nelson who sings Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain [ lyrics and chords ]
The guitar chords in chordpro are in the Key of G Major. A youtube video is included. This old folk song was also covered by American country singer Willie Nelson who sings Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain [ lyrics and chords ]
[G]Oh Lord it's hard to be humble when you're perfect in every [D7]way
I can't wait to look in the mirror
Cause I get better looking each [G]day
To know me is to love me I [G7]must be a hell of a [C]man
Oh Lord it's hard to be [G]humble
But I'm [D7]doing the best that I [G]can
I [G]used to have a girlfriend but I guess she just couldn't [D7]compete
With all of these love-starved women who keep clamoring at my [G]feet
Well I probably could find me another
But I guess they're all in awe of [C]me
Who cares I never get [G]lonesome cause I [D7]treasure my own com[G]pany
Repeat CHORUS
I [G]guess you could say I'm a loner a cowboy outlaw tough and [D7]proud
Oh I could have lots of friends if I wanna
But them I wouldn't stand out in a [G]crowd
Some folks say that I'm egotistical
Hell I don't even know what that [C]means
I guess it has something to do with the way
That I [D7]fill out my skin-tight blue [G]jeans
Repeat Chorus
We're [D7]doing the best that I[G] can
Key Of C
[C]Oh Lord it's hard to be humble when you're perfect in every [G7]way
I can't wait to look in the mirror
Cause I get better looking each [C]day
To know me is to love me I [C7]must be a hell of a [F]man
Oh Lord it's hard to be [C]humble
But I'm [G7]doing the best that I [C]can
I [C]used to have a girlfriend but I guess she just couldn't [G7]compete
With all of these love-starved women who keep clamoring at my [C]feet
Well I probably could find me another
But I guess they're all in awe of [F]me
Who cares I never get [C]lonesome cause I [G7]treasure my own com[C]pany
Repeat CHORUS
I [C]guess you could say I'm a loner a cowboy outlaw tough and [G7]proud
Oh I could have lots of friends if I wanna
But them I wouldn't stand out in a [C]crowd
Some folks say that I'm egotistical
Hell I don't even know what that [F]means
I guess it has something to do with the way
That I [G7]fill out my skin-tight blue [C]jeans
Repeat Chorus
We're [G7]doing the best that I[C] can
Key of D
[D]Oh Lord it's hard to be humble when you're perfect in every [A7]way
I can't wait to look in the mirror
Cause I get better looking each [D]day
To know me is to love me I [D7]must be a hell of a [G]man
Oh Lord it's hard to be [D]humble
But I'm [A7]doing the best that I [D]can
I [D]used to have a girlfriend but I guess she just couldn't [A7]compete
With all of these love-starved women who keep clamoring at my [D]feet
Well I probably could find me another
But I guess they're all in awe of [G]me
Who cares I never get [D]lonesome cause I [A7]treasure my own com[D]pany
Repeat CHORUS
I [D]guess you could say I'm a loner a cowboy outlaw tough and [A7]proud
Oh I could have lots of friends if I wanna
But them I wouldn't stand out in a [D]crowd
Some folks say that I'm egotistical
Hell I don't even know what that [G]means
I guess it has something to do with the way
That I [A7]fill out my skin-tight blue [D]jeans
Repeat Chorus
We're [A7]doing the best that I[D] can.
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🎸 Oh Lord, It’s Hard to Be Humble — Fingerpicking (3 bars per line)
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble when you're perfect in every way
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I can't wait to look in the mirror, 'cause I get better looking each day
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To know me is to love me, I must be a hell of a man
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Oh Lord it's hard to be humble, but I'm doing the best that I can
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I used to have a girlfriend but I guess she just couldn't compete
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With all of these love-starved women who keep clamoring at my feet
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Well I probably could find me another, but I guess they're all in awe of me
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Who cares? I never get lonesome, ’cause I treasure my own company
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this song is pure comedic self–worship, sung by a man whose ego is so inflated you could use it as a flotation device. It’s the anthem of a lad who loves himself so much he’d marry his own reflection if he could.
We start with:
“Oh Lord it’s hard to be humble, when you’re perfect in every way.”
Translation in Irish slang:
“Sure it’s fierce difficult to stay modest when I’m clearly God’s gift to humanity.”
He wakes up and immediately admires himself in the mirror --
not to check his hair
but to bask in the glory of his own face.
The man doesn’t see flaws --
he sees artwork.
Then:
“I used to have a girlfriend — but she couldn’t compete.”
Of course she couldn’t --
he’s up against an army of imaginary women
apparently “clambering at his feet.”
In reality:
he probably got dumped so hard
his ego needed traction afterwards.
But he spins it like an Irish storyteller at last orders:
“I didn’t lose her — I simply upgraded to myself as my own eternal companion.”
He claims:
“I treasure my own company.”
Which is Irish for:
“No one else will put up with me — but I’m absolutely fine with that!”
He’s like the lad in the pub who says he’s single by choice…
even though nobody believes him except the barstool.
Then come the cowboy fantasies:
“I’m a loner, a cowboy outlaw, tough and proud.”
He probably lives in a housing estate
and hasn’t seen a horse except on YouTube --
but in his head he’s Clint Eastwood
with a six shooter
and a swagger
instead of a shopping bag and a loyalty card.
Best line of the song:
“Some folks say that I’m egotistical — I don’t even know what that means.”
Sure he doesn’t --
he only thinks the dictionary exists to define other people.
And then:
“It must have something to do with the way I fill out my skin–tight blue jeans.”
I’ll tell you what it has to do with --
he thinks his backside deserves its own fan club.
Finally:
“Oh Lord it’s hard to be humble…
but I’m doing the best that I can.”
And isn’t that the punchline?
He’s clearly NOT doing his best --
he’s doing the bare minimum
to pretend he’s not the centre of the universe.
In short, this song is:
“I don’t need fans — I’m already my own biggest admirer.”
Bless him --
he loves himself so we don’t have to.
We start with:
“Oh Lord it’s hard to be humble, when you’re perfect in every way.”
Translation in Irish slang:
“Sure it’s fierce difficult to stay modest when I’m clearly God’s gift to humanity.”
He wakes up and immediately admires himself in the mirror --
not to check his hair
but to bask in the glory of his own face.
The man doesn’t see flaws --
he sees artwork.
Then:
“I used to have a girlfriend — but she couldn’t compete.”
Of course she couldn’t --
he’s up against an army of imaginary women
apparently “clambering at his feet.”
In reality:
he probably got dumped so hard
his ego needed traction afterwards.
But he spins it like an Irish storyteller at last orders:
“I didn’t lose her — I simply upgraded to myself as my own eternal companion.”
He claims:
“I treasure my own company.”
Which is Irish for:
“No one else will put up with me — but I’m absolutely fine with that!”
He’s like the lad in the pub who says he’s single by choice…
even though nobody believes him except the barstool.
Then come the cowboy fantasies:
“I’m a loner, a cowboy outlaw, tough and proud.”
He probably lives in a housing estate
and hasn’t seen a horse except on YouTube --
but in his head he’s Clint Eastwood
with a six shooter
and a swagger
instead of a shopping bag and a loyalty card.
Best line of the song:
“Some folks say that I’m egotistical — I don’t even know what that means.”
Sure he doesn’t --
he only thinks the dictionary exists to define other people.
And then:
“It must have something to do with the way I fill out my skin–tight blue jeans.”
I’ll tell you what it has to do with --
he thinks his backside deserves its own fan club.
Finally:
“Oh Lord it’s hard to be humble…
but I’m doing the best that I can.”
And isn’t that the punchline?
He’s clearly NOT doing his best --
he’s doing the bare minimum
to pretend he’s not the centre of the universe.
In short, this song is:
- a comedy of vanity
- a ballad of bigheadedness
- a hymn to hilariously delusional self–confidence
- and a masterclass in loving yourself WAY too much
“I don’t need fans — I’m already my own biggest admirer.”
Bless him --
he loves himself so we don’t have to.
Oh Lord It's So Hard To Be Humble Sheet Music In G Major
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