Emmylou Harris And The Nash Ramblers - Abraham; Martin and John lyrics

I am a backseat driver from America They drive to the left on falls road And the man at the wheels name is Shamus We pa** a the child on a corner he knows And Shamus 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 There ain't no place in Belfast for that kid to go" And 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 we poison our children with hatred And the hard life is all that they know At the dairy-line in Chicago A fat man in front of me He's calling black people trash to his children And he's the only trash here I see And I'm thinking this man wears a white hood In the night when his children should sleep But they'll slip to their windows and see him They'll think that white hood's all they need And 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 know I was a child of the sixties When dreams could be held through tears With Disney and Cronkite and Martin Luther And I believed, I believed, I believed Now I'm a backseat driver from America And I'm not at the wheel of control And I am guilty, I am worn, I am the root of all evil And I can't drive on the left side of the road And 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 these kids to go 'cause it's a hard life wherever you go Has anybody here seen my old friend Abraham? Can you tell me where he's gone? He freed a lotta people, but it seems the good die young I just looked around and he's gone Has anybody here seen my old friend Martin? Can you tell me where he's gone? He freed a lotta people, but it seems the good die young I just looked around and he's gone Has anybody here seen my old friend john Can you tell me where he's gone? He freed a lotta people, but it seems the good die young I just looked around and he's gone Didn't you love the things they stood for? Didn't they try to find some good in you and me? And we'll be free Someday soon it's gonna be one day Has anybody here seen my old friend Bobby Can you tell me where he's gone? I thought I saw him walkin' up over the hill With Abraham and Martin and John