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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 waits for the dead Nobody knows what waits for the dead Some folks just believe in the things they've heard and 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 them here you know I would Know I would Nobody speaks to God these days Nobody speaks to God these days I'd like to think he's lookin' down and laughin' at our ways Nobody speaks to God these days When I was a child they tried to fool me Said the worldly man was lost and that a Hell was real But I've seen Hell in Reno And this world's one big Catherine wheel Spinning steel Songtexte 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 Aus Songtexte Mania