It's cloudy out in pittsburgh   It's rainin' in saigon   Snow's fallin' all across the michigan line   Well she sits by the light of her christmas tree   With the radio softly on   Thinkin' how a good man is so hard to find      Well once she had a fella   Once she was somebody's girl   And she gave all she had that one last time   Now there's a little girl asleep in the back room   She's gonna have to tell about the meanness in this world   And how a good man is so hard to find      Well there's pictures on the table by her bed   Him in his dress greens and her in her wedding white   She remembers how the world was the day he left   And now how that world is dead   And a good man is so hard to find      She got no time now for casanovas   Yeah those days are gone   She don't want that anymore, she's made up her mind   Just somebody to hold her   As the night gets on   When a good man is so hard to find      Well she shuts off the tv   And without a word   Into bed she climbs   Well she thinks how it was all so wasted   And how expendable their dreams all were   When a good man was so hard to find   Well it's cloudy out in pittsburgh