These are sad times
World gone mad times
Men doing bad time
Lord what is this world going to
Between religions and wars
Drugs and divorce
Hell it seems like the whole world is fighting
The sun might be shining
But even the skies are blue
These are hard days
Heavy old hard days
Dead string guitar days
And the devil is picking his tune
When daddy's quit staying
And the momma's quit praying
Even the children quit fighting
God must be crying
Cause even the skies are blue
If we all know a way
To make a better day
Why isn't anyone trying?
The sun might be shining
But even the skies are blue