It's A Hard Life Wherever You Go Lyrics - Griffith Nanci

I am a backseat driver from America 

They drive to the left on Falls Road 

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. 

(chorus) 

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 

these kids to go 

(Chicago) 

(This world) 

A cafeteria line in Chicago 

The fat man in front of me 

Is calling 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 

(repeat chorus) 

I was a child in the sixties 

dreams could be held through TV 

With Disney, and Cronkite, and Martin Luther 

Oh, I believed, I believed . . I BELIEVED 

Now, I am the backseat 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, and I can't drive on the left side of the road 

(repeat chorus)