It's a Hard Life Wherever You Go 歌词

歌曲	It's a Hard Life Wherever You Go
歌手	Nanci Griffith
专辑	Storms
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	作词 : Griffith
	I am a backseat driver from
	AmericaThey drive on the left on falls road
	The man at the wheel's name is
	ShamusWe pass a child on the corner he knows
	And Shamus 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 these exitsAnd there ain't no place in Belfast for that kid to go"
	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 that they'll know
	And there ain't no place in
	Belfast for that kid to go
	A cafeteria line in
	ChicagoThe fat man in front of me
	Is calling black people trash to his children
	And he's the only trash here
	I seeAnd I'm thinking this man wears a white hood
	In the night when the children should sleep
	But, they'll slip to their window and they'll see him
	And they'll think that white hood's all they need
	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 that they'll know
	And there ain't no place in
	Chicago for those kids to go
	I was a child in the sixties
	Dreams could be held through
	TVWith Disney and
	Cronkite and martin
	LutherAnd,
	I believed,
	I believed,
	I believed
	Now, I am the backstreet driver from
	AmericaI am not at the wheel of control
	I am guilty,
	I am war,
	I am the root of all evil
	Lord, I can't drive on the left side of the road
	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 that they'll know
	And there ain't no place in this world for these kids to go

	zuo ci : Griffith
	I am a backseat driver from
	AmericaThey drive on the left on falls road
	The man at the wheel' s name is
	ShamusWe pass a child on the corner he knows
	And Shamus 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 these exitsAnd there ain' t no place in Belfast for that kid to go"
	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 that they' ll know
	And there ain' t no place in
	Belfast for that kid to go
	A cafeteria line in
	ChicagoThe fat man in front of me
	Is calling black people trash to his children
	And he' s the only trash here
	I seeAnd I' m thinking this man wears a white hood
	In the night when the children should sleep
	But, they' ll slip to their window and they' ll see him
	And they' ll think that white hood' s all they need
	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 that they' ll know
	And there ain' t no place in
	Chicago for those kids to go
	I was a child in the sixties
	Dreams could be held through
	TVWith Disney and
	Cronkite and martin
	LutherAnd,
	I believed,
	I believed,
	I believed
	Now, I am the backstreet driver from
	AmericaI am not at the wheel of control
	I am guilty,
	I am war,
	I am the root of all evil
	Lord, I can' t drive on the left side of the road
	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 that they' ll know
	And there ain' t no place in this world for these kids to go

	zuò cí : Griffith
	I am a backseat driver from
	AmericaThey drive on the left on falls road
	The man at the wheel' s name is
	ShamusWe pass a child on the corner he knows
	And Shamus 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 these exitsAnd there ain' t no place in Belfast for that kid to go"
	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 that they' ll know
	And there ain' t no place in
	Belfast for that kid to go
	A cafeteria line in
	ChicagoThe fat man in front of me
	Is calling black people trash to his children
	And he' s the only trash here
	I seeAnd I' m thinking this man wears a white hood
	In the night when the children should sleep
	But, they' ll slip to their window and they' ll see him
	And they' ll think that white hood' s all they need
	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 that they' ll know
	And there ain' t no place in
	Chicago for those kids to go
	I was a child in the sixties
	Dreams could be held through
	TVWith Disney and
	Cronkite and martin
	LutherAnd,
	I believed,
	I believed,
	I believed
	Now, I am the backstreet driver from
	AmericaI am not at the wheel of control
	I am guilty,
	I am war,
	I am the root of all evil
	Lord, I can' t drive on the left side of the road
	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 that they' ll know
	And there ain' t no place in this world for these kids to go

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