Hey, man, quick as you can call up the medicine man.
Hey, son, put down your gun, no time to be on the run.
Who'll be right and who'll be wrong?
And who'll be left to see tomorrow after we are gone?

Hey there, better beware, a lot of smoke in the air.
So son, put down your gun before you lose what you are.
Who'll be right and who'll be wrong?
And who'll be left to see tomorrow after we are gone?

This legend of today, was he our hero yesterday?
The children cry, for tomorrow will they live on after we are gone?
Will they live on after we are gone?
Will they live on after we are gone?