en by Griffith, Nanci. Play Video Share Correct Print I am a backseat driver from America They drive on the left on falls road The man at the wheels name is Shamus We 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 dont know He says, Theres barbed wire at all these exits And there aint no place in Belfast for that kid to go Its a hard life, its a hard life Its a very hard life Its a hard life wherever you go If we poison our children with hatred Then, the hard life is all that theyll know And there aint no place in Belfast for that kid to go A cafeteria line in Chicago The fat man in front of me Is calling black people trash to his children And hes the only trash here I see And Im thinking this man wears a white hood In the night when the children should sleep But, theyll slip to their window and theyll see him And theyll think that white hoods all they need Its a hard life, its a hard life Its a very hard life Its a hard life wherever you go If we poison our children with hatred Then, the hard life is all that theyll know And there aint no place in Chicago for those kids to go 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 the backstreet driver from America I am not at the wheel of control I am guilty, I am war, I am the root of all evil Lord, I cant drive on the left side of the road Its a hard life, its a hard life Its a very hard life Its a hard life wherever you go If we poison our children with hatred Then, the hard life is all that theyll know And there aint no place in this world for these kids to go Songwriters GRIFFITH, NANCI Read more: Nanci Griffith - Its A Hard Life Wherever You Go Lyrics | MetroLyrics https://youtube/watch?v=a9lUG4gBjSE
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