(G)May be it’s time to let the old ways die.

(C)May be it’s time to let the old ways die.

(C)Takes a lot to change a man, hell, it (G)takes a lot to try.

(D)May be it’s time to let the (C)old ways die.

(G)No bod y knows what waits for the dead.

(C)No bod y knows what waits for the dead.

I’d (C)Some folks just be lieve in the things they’ve (G)heard and the (D)things they’ve read.

(D)No bod y knows what (C)waits for the dead.

I’m (C)glad I can’t go back to where I came from.

I’m the (C)glad those days are gone, and are gone for good.

But (C)if I could take spir its from my (G)past and bring (D)’em here, big ol’ you know I would,

you know I would.

(G)No bod y speaks to God these the days.

(C)No bod y speaks to God these the days.

I’d (C)like to think He’s look in’ the down and (G)laugh ing the (D)at our ways.

(D)No bod y speaks to (C)God these the days.

I’m (C)When I was a child, they tried to fool me.

I’m the (C)world ly man was lost and are hell was real.

But (C)I’ve seen hell in Re no from and (G)this world’s bring (D)’em one big ol’ you Cath ’rine wheel,

you spin nin’ still.

Oh, (D)may be it’s time to let the (C)old ways die.