They wouldn't let him play the opry
With whiskey on his breath
And it didn't take 'em long
to figure out what they missed
He went down that lost highway
Underneath the purple sky
A legend disappeared before his time
Things Change

They said he was the devil
dressed in gold leme
The way he shook his hips
up there on the stage
But before that fateful day
He left Tennessee
All of them were calling him the king
Things Change

Well they like to call them hippies
outlaws with guitars
But they brought a little poetry
To the honky tonks and bars
They might've got a little too crazy
They might have flew a little too high
But somewhere somebody's playing their song tonight
Things Change
(Don't you know things change)

Now some say it's too country
Some say it's too rock n roll
But it's just good music
If you can feel it in your soul
It doesn't really matter
It's always been the same
life goes on
Things Change