Its A Hard Life

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[D]  [C]          [G]  [G]    [D]  [C]     [G]  [G]
I am a b[D]ackseat dr[C]iver from America[G]      [G]
We [D]drive to the l[C]eft on Falls Road [G]      [G]
And the [D]man at the wh[C]eel's name is Seamus [G]      [G]
We pass a [D]child on the c[C]orner he knows   [G]        [G]

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

'Cause it's a [C]hard life, it's a hard [G]life, it's a very [C]hard life [G]
It's a [D]hard life wher[C]ever you go    [G]         [G]
And if we [D]poison our chi[C]ldren with hatred[G]      [G]
Then the [D]hard life is a[C]ll that they'll know    [G]         [G]
And there ain't n[D]o place in Be[C]lfast for that kid to[G] go      [G]

Cafeteria line in Chicago
The fat man in front of me
Is calling black people trash to his children
And he's the only trash here I see

And I am thinking this man wears a white hood
In the night when his children should sleep
But they'll slip to their windows and they'll see him
And they'll think that white hood's all they need

'Cause it's a hard life, it's a hard life, it's a very hard life
It's a hard life wherever you go
And if we poison our children with hatred
Then the hard life is all that they'll know
And there ain't no place in Chicago for those kids to go

I was a child in the Sixties
When dreams could be held through T.V.
With Disney and Cronkite and Martin Luther
And I believed, I believed, I believed

Now I am the backseat driver from America
And I am not at the wheel of control
And I am guilty, I am war, and I am the root of all evil
Lord, and I can't drive on the left side of the road

'Cause it's a hard life, it's a hard life, it's a very hard life
It's a hard life wherever you go
And if we poison our children with hatred
Then the hard life is all that they'll know
And there ain't no place in this world for those kids to go
'Cause it's a hard life wherever you go

[G]: x-x-12-12-10-10    [F]: x-x-10-10-8-8    [C]: x-x-5-5-5-3
                                        (also xx5533 for [C])