I know things are different
Then they were in '65
When the music came from the heart
And kept our thoughts alive
With the songs we were singing
We tried to change the world
Oh, how can we sing our songs
We marched on Alabama
We died in Ohio
We were the restless generation
And now we're in control
Of the younger ones who are hungry
For things of this world
Oh, how can we sing our songs
Let us sing our songs
The way they're meant to be
Our troubles and trials
In three-part harmony
The road is paved with gold
If you do all that you're told
Oh, how can we sing our songs
Now that we are older
And we've raised our families
And our young sons are reaching out
For something they can't see
They can't hear it on the radio
Or watching MTV
Oh, how can we sing our songs
Let us sing our songs
The way they're meant to be
Our troubles and trials
In three-part harmony
The road is paved with gold
If you do all that you're told
Oh, how can we sing our songs
How much do we compromise
In what we want to say
How much creativity
Did we loose along the way
We tried to shape the world
Like a sculptor with one hand
Oh, how can we sing our songs
Let us sing our songs
The way they're meant to be
Our troubles and trials
In three-part harmony
The road is paved with gold
If you do all that you're told
Oh, how can we sing our songs
How can we sing our songs