From the album Wanderin' Life & Times

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Written by The Elders © 2011
Lyrics by Brent Hoad

Lyrics

There was a time when we could disagree and still be honest men
Now there's no one left to listen, so brother grab all you can
It was a great run while it lasted, and a true nation's voice
We were always bound by common ground
Now there's nothing left but noise

If I fall help me stand I will be there
When I walk with nothin' teach me how to care
If I stumble make me strong, and raise me up again
I will for you my still forever friend

While the pinstripes stole their fortunes, the factories turned to rust
There's not much left to dream about and nothin' left to trust
Now there are slaves and there are mansions, forsaken and the thieves
Can we change the way the story goes and build what we believe

Sometimes I can remember when a man could find a way
To keep his home and family, now it's barely day to day
Are the best things all behind us, or given up for dead
A simple song to remind us what those came before us said