作词 : Michael Jason Isbell

作曲 : Michael Jason Isbell

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 awaits for the dead

Nobody knows what awaits for the dead

Some folks just believe in the things they've heard

In the 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 'em here

You know I would, You know I would

Nobody speaks to God these days

Nobody speaks to God these days

I'd like to think he's looking down and laughing at our ways

Nobody speaks to God these days

When I was a child they tried to fool me

Said the worldly men was lost and that the hell was real

But I've seen hell there ain't no

And this world's one big old

Catherine wheel spinning 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