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 waits for the dead

Nobody knows what waits for the dead

Some folks just believe in

the things they've heard

and things they 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 them here

you know I would, know I would

Nobody speaks to God these days

Nobody speaks to God these days

I'd like to think he's lookin'

down and laughin' at our ways

Nobody speaks to God these days

When I was a child they tried to fool me

Said the worldly man was

lost and that Hell was real

But I've seen Hell in Reno

And this world's one

big old Catherine wheel

Spinnin' 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

And a 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