Song Lyrics

This land should have been our land
You took it for your land
You got a use for every stream and tree
When I go up the highway old trees are dying up that way
You pump out the water and you sold it back to me

You build mansions in the city, prisons in Mojave
Bet you're quite a pillar of high society
You call it law and order, I call it dirty money
You'd lock the young ones down or send 'em off to war

But it's no hard feelings, no offense taken
You're just a ripple on the shifting sands of time
No bad karma, no curses on ya
You'll go your way and I'll go mine

You remind me of a fellow I heard of in the city
Nervous kind of fellow he loved money like you do
But he derived no satisfaction, so he jumped clear out the window
And they tell me that he bounced a time or two

So take in mind the credo of a jackass prospector
Take what you need but please leave the rest alone
Try and live harmonic with old Mother Nature
And you'll remain in grace after you have gone

Well I don't get many callers, that little road goes nowhere
I've been here forty years, seems like yesterday
There's an old screech owl, living in my chimney
And I don't build no fires and he keeps the mice away

No hard feelings, no offense taken
You're just a ripple on shifting sands of time
No bad karma, no curses on ya
You'll go your way, I'll go mine

Well it's no hard feelings, no offense taken
You're just a murmur on the whispering sands of time
No bad karma, no curses on ya
You'll go your way, I'll go mine

Ry Cooder

The duration of No Hard Feelings is 5:52 minutes and seconds.