common as dirt as old as sin the road to ruin again and again oh how many dreams have bloomed and died too much pride how many heavens are hopelessly lost how many tender loves has vanity cost lord help the soul that can t be satisfied too much pride you don t have to be right all the time you can t go on with all of these axes to grind so why don t you lighten up and let it ride too much pride empires rise and empires fall stick around here long enough you ll see it all now it looks like it s gone nationwide too much pride some people tell you it s a good thing some people tell you it s a sin just like a weed in the garden you re askin for trouble if you let it in now it looks like it s gone nationwide too much pride it s the oldest form of suicide too much pride