Too Much Pride - Don Henley

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