It's common as dirt as old as sinThe road to ruin, again and againOh, how many dreams have bloomed and diedToo much prideHow many heavens are hopelessly lost?How many tender loves has vanity cost?Lord, help the soul that can't be satisfiedToo much prideYou don't have to be right all the timeYou can't go on with all of these axes to grindSo, why don't you lighten up and let it rideToo much prideNow ListenEmpires rise and empires fallStick around here long enough, you'll see it allNow it looks like it's gone nationwideToo much prideSome people tell you it's a good thingSome people tell you it's a sinJust like a weed in the gardenYou're askin' for trouble if you let it inNow, it looks like it's gone nationwideToo much prideIt's the oldest form of suicideToo much pride
