I'm a white man living in a white man's worldAnd under our roof is a baby girlI thought this world could be hers one dayBut her mama knew betterI'm a white man living in a white man's townI want to take a shot of cocaine and burn it downMama want to change that Nashville soundBut they're never gonna let herThere's no such thing as someone else's warYour creature comforts aren't the only things worth fighting forYou're still breathing, it's not too lateWe're all carrying one great burden, sharing one thingAnd I'm a white man living in a white man's townI'm a white man living on a white man's streetI got the bones of the red man under my feetThe highway runs through the burial groundPast the oceans of cottonI'm a white man looking in a black man's eyeAnd I'm wishing I'd never been one of the guysWho pretended not to hear another white man's jokeOld times ain't forgottenThere's no such thing as someone else's warYour creature comforts aren't the only things worth fighting forYou're still breathing, it's not too lateYou're all carrying one great burden, sharing one thingAnd I'm a white man living on a white man's streetThere's no such thing as someone else's warIt's simple, wearing nothing goodThere's no such thing as someone else's warYour creature comforts aren't the only things worth fighting forThere's no such thing as someone else's warIt's simple, wearing nothing goodThere's just simply none of them worth fighting forI'm a white man living in a white man's nationI think the men upstairs must have took a vacationI still have faith but I don't know whyMaybe it's the fire in a little girl's eyeMaybe it's the fire in a little girl's eye