It's a Hard Life Wherever You Go / Abraham, Martin and John - Live

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
 
 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
 
 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