Lyrics

Maybe it's time to let the old ways die Maybe it's time to let the old ways die It takes a lot to change a man Oh it takes a lot to try Maybe it's time to let the old ways die Nobody knows what waits for the dead Nobody knows what waits for the dead Some folks just believe in the things They've heard and the things they've read Nobody knows what waits for the dead I'm glad I can't go back to where I came from I'm glad those days are gone and gone for good But if I could take spirits from my past and bring 'em here You know I would, you know I would Nobody speaks to god these days Nobody speaks to god these days I like to think he's looking down laughing at our ways Nobody speaks to god these days When I was a child they tried to fool me Said the worldly man was lost and that hell was real Well I've seen hell in Reno And this world's one big old Catherine wheel Spinning still Maybe it's time to let the old ways die Maybe it's time to let the old ways die It takes a lot to change your plans And a train to change your mind Maybe it's time to let the old ways die Oh maybe it's time to let the old ways die
Writer(s): Christopher Alvin Stapleton, Fred Knobloch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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