Right Now

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I have family members who are big Garth Brooks fans.

I have never really cared for country music, but I do have a secret.

I love the Garth Brooks album that was done by his alter-ego Chris Gaines.

Remember that?

Garth was trying his hand at rock music.

I gave it a chance about 15 years ago or so.

I have it on my i-pod and I love every single song.

Especially this one:

Right Now

Maybe it's the movies, maybe it's the books
Maybe it's the government and all the other crooks
Maybe it's the drugs, maybe it's the parents
Maybe it's the gangs, or the colors that we're wearin'

Maybe it's the high schools, maybe it's the teachers
Tattoos,pipe bombs underneath the bleachers
Maybe it's the music, maybe it's the crack
Maybe it's the bible, or could it be the lack

Come on people, now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another, right now...right now

Okay, maybe it's the papers, maybe it's the family
Maybe it's the internet, radio, TV
Maybe it's the president, maybe its the last one
Maybe it's the one before that

Maybe it's the athletes, maybe it's the dads
Maybe it's the sports fans, agents, fads
Maybe it's the homeless, aliens, immigrants
Maybe it's life, don't tell me that it's imminent

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
You gotta' love one another

Maybe it's the fallout, maybe its the ozone
Maybe it's the chemicals, the radiation, cell phones
Maybe it's the magazines, maybe it's the next page
Lotteries, fast food, bad news, road rage

Maybe it's the unions, big business
Maybe it's the KKK and the skinheads
Maybe it's the daughters, maybe it's the sons
Maybe it's the brothers of the mothers or the guns

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now

(You know, if we don't talk about it
It ain't gonna' get better)

We gotta' love one another

(So, whadda say, let's talk)

Maybe it's the parks, maybe it's the sex
Maybe it's the talk shows, maybe it's a reflex
Maybe it's the taxes, maybe it's the system
Judges, lawyers, prisons

Maybe it's the Catholics, maybe it's the Protestants
Maybe it's the addicts, and the hippies and communists
Maybe it's a fashion, maybe it's a trend
Maybe it's the future...

...Maybe it's the end

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