Some folks say that Heaven’s real
some believe in Hell
Some folks say that angels' wings
come from ringing bells
Some folks say that God’s a gal and I’m inclined to agree
I'm going down the road again
I hope she’ll talk to me
Some folks like their coffee black
some prefer with cream
Some folks like to close their eyes
and call it a dream
Some folks like their neighborhoods the way they used to be
I'm going down the road again
don't wait up for me
Some folks feel real welcome here
some folks know they're not
Some folks feel the playing field tilting from the top
Some folks feel the Earth is flat yea
that’s what they allege
I'm going down the road again
I'm looking for the edge
Some folks work for pennies
some folks work for peace
Some folks work the weekends
while others work the streets
Some folks work for billionaires and still can't feed their kids
I'm going down the road again
to find out why that is
Some folks vote for mercy
and some folks vote for blood
Some folks vote for fire
others support the flood
Some folks vote for pickpockets
to rob them with a smile
I'm going down the road again
oh this might take a while
I'm going down the road again
oh this might take a while