Taking it's title from the famous Flannery O'Connor short story, the song uses this sentiment to describe the betrayal of a woman scorned by her lover.
lyrics
She’s been wronged up and down so bad
Can’t even call up and ‘fess to her dad
And she pounds her fists against the wall
Is there hope for this one after all?
She misses him, She misses there
His balmy hands running through her hair
'Cause in his smile he really held the world
But then he had to smile at another girl
And though some say that she was blind
A good man is real hard to find
Now she’s sleeping with the cartoons on
And her piss-warm beer is almost gone
The sunlight breaks her musty room
She's remembering coitus in full bloom
So love is sharp and gashes flow
And ships they sail with chum in tow
And roses die in springtime too;
She’ll reap the roses, black and blue
Her fruits are just an empty rind
But a good man is so hard to find
She’ll burn the candle at both ends
And contemplate her trust in friends
Is this to be a means to an end?
Her new distraction is a godsend
From empty lawns where moonlight shined,
For blank damp tramps so unrefined,
For the greatest man that God designed
She’s got herself a vicious axe to grind
And now her love and hate are intertwined
A good man is so hard to find,
The fates have all been undermined,
And a good man is too hard to find
And every mirror serves to remind
A good man is real hard to find
credits
from Feral Children's Almanac,
released February 20, 2016
Written by Kevin Sinclair and Matthew Cullen
Vocals: Kevin Sinclair, Katie Grealish
Bass: Katie Grealish
Tambourine: Curtis Killian
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