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, hell it takes a lot to try
Maybe it's time to let the old ways die
Nobody knows what awaits for the dead
Nobody knows what awaits for the dead
Some folks just believe in the things they've heard and the things they've read
Nobody knows what awaits for the dead
I'm glad I can't go back to where I came from
I'm glad those days are gone, 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'd like to thank He's looking down and laughing at our ways
Nobody speaks to God these days
When I was a child they tried to fool me
Said the world lament was lost and that the hell was real
But I've seen hell in Reno and these walls want big ol'
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, hell of 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