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?