Hard to Be a Hippie - Billy Currington, Willie Nelson

It used to be that

You could up and thumb a ride from Nashville to L. A

And everyone who stopped and picked you up

Would get you high along the way

And it used to be that

You could fall in and out of love in an afternoon

And then fall again that evening

And not think that it was happening too soon

But it’s hard to be a hippie anymore

It hurts more now

Waking up on the floor

Oh, it’s still free

But it ain’t easy like before

It’s hard to be a hippie anymore

Fire it up boys

It used to be just walking down the street

Would make the people stop and stare

Now all the cowboys and the preppies

And the rednecks and the yuppies have long hair

But I was always going places

In my head and seeing things that blew my mind

Now the only thing I’m tripping on

Are my own two feet, trying to keep up with the times

Ah yeah, you know that’s right

But it’s hard to be a hippie anymore

It hurts more now

Waking up on the floor

Oh, it’s still free

But it ain’t easy like before

It’s hard to be a hippie anymore

Lord, it’s still free

But it ain’t easy like before

It’s hard to be a hippie anymore