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It's a Hard Life Wherever You go / Abraham, Martin and John
Nash Ramblers
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I am a backseat driver from America
They drive to the left on Falls Road
And the man at the wheel's name is Seamus
We pass a child on the corner he knows
And Seamus says,"Now, what chance has that kid got?"
And I say from the back, "I don't know"
He says,"There's barbed wire at all of these exits
And there ain't no place in Belfast for that kid to go"
And it's a hard life
It's a hard life
It's a very hard life
It's a hard life wherever you go
If we poison our children with hatred
Then, the hard life is all they'll ever know
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A cafeteria line in Chicage
The fat man in front of me
Is callin' black people trash to his children
He's the only trash here I see
And I'm thinking this man wears a white hood
In the night when his children should sleep
But, they slip to their window and they see him
And they think that white hood's all they need
And It's a hard life
It's a hard life
It's a very hard life
It's a hard life wherever you go
If we poison our children with hatred
Then, the hard life is all they'll ever know
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I was a child in the sixties
Dreams could be held through TV
With Disney and Cronkite and Martin Luther
And I believed, I believed, I believed
Now, I am a backstreet driver from America
And I am not at the wheel of control
And I am guilty, I am war, I am the root of all evil
And I can't drive on the left side of the road
And It's a hard life
It's a hard life
It's a very hard life
It's a hard life wherever you go
And if we poison our children with hatred
Then, the hard life is all they'll ever know
And there ain't no place in Belfast for these kids to go
'Cause it's a hard life wherever you go
Has anybody here seen my old friend Abraham
Can you tell me where he's gone?
He freed a lotta people, but it seems the good die young
I just looked around and he's gone
Has anybody here seen my old friend Martin
Can you tell me where he's gone?
He freed a lotta people, but it seems the good die young
I just looked around and he's gone
Has anybody here seen my old friend John
Can you tell me where he's gone?
He freed a lotta people, but it seems the good die young
I just looked around and he's gone
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Didn't you love the things they stood for?
Didn't they try to find some good for you and me?
And we'll be free
Someday soon it's gonna be one day
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Has anybody here seen my old friend Bobby
Can you tell me where he's gone?
I thought I saw him walkin' up over the hill
With Abraham, Martin and John
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