[Verse 1]
Wasn’t there gonna be a rolling thunder?
Wasn’t there gonna be a vicious rain?
Wasn’t there gonna be women and children everywhere
Fleeing them planes when they came?

[Verse 2]
Wasn’t there gonna be a riot somewhere?
Wasn’t there gonna be a fiery fight?
Wasn’t I gonna be throwin' bottles through the air
Doing my part for what’s right?

[Chorus]
Well, it’s a hard road to ride
When you sit right back and realize what you’re not

[Verse 3]
Wasn’t there gonna be a battle raging?
Wasn’t there gonna be a crack in the sides?
Wasn’t there gonna be cities of old men breaking down crying With no place to hide?

[Verse 4]
Wasn’t there gonna be a common calling?
Wasn’t there gonna be a light in the flood?
Wasn’t I gonna be digging up hidden treasure
‘Stead of burying change in the mud?

[Chorus]
Well, it’s a hard road to ride
When you sit right back and realize what you’re not

[Verse 5]
In the middle of the middle of the ocean
In the middle of the middle of the night
Cast aside all my troublemaking notions
And sailed for the sedentary life

[Verse 6]
In the meadow where we struggled in the old days
Only evidence of cigarettes and beer
Don’t look now, we’ll sing about it always
The grass growing wild through the years
[Chorus]
And it’s a hard road to ride
When you sit right back and realize
Yes, it's a hard road to ride
When you sit right back and realize
And it's a hard road to ride
When you sit right back and realize