Lyrics Sheryl Crow

Sheryl Crow

Hard to Make a Stand

Old James Dean Monroe

Hands out flowers at the Shop-N-Go

Hopes for money but all he gets is fear

And the wind blows up his coat

And this he scribbles on a perfume note

"If I'm not here, then you're not here"

And he says, "Call me Miscreation,

I'm a walking celebration"

And it's hard to make a stand, yeah

And it's hard to make a stand

Yea, it's hard to make a stand

My friend, o lawdy,

Went to take care of her own body,

She got shot down in the road

She looked up before she went,

Said, "This isn't really what I meant"

And the daily news said, "Two with one stone"

And I say, "Hey there, Miscreation,

Bring a flower, time is wasting"

And it's hard to make a stand

And it's hard to make a stand

And it's hard to make a stand

You know it's hard to make a stand

Yes it is

We got loud guitars and big suspicions,

Great big guns and small ambitions,

And we still argue over who is God

And I say, "Hey there Miscreation,

Bring a flower, time is wasting"

I say, "Hey there Miscreation,

We all need a celebration"

And it's hard to make a stand, hey

And it's hard to make a stand

Oh, it's hard to make a stand

Yeah, it's hard to make a stand

Oh, I think it's hard to make a stand