Crosby Stills & Nash - Teach Your ChildrenYou, who are on the roadMust have a codeThat you can live byAnd soBecome yourselfBecause the pastIs just a good-byeTeach you children wellYour father's hell did slowly go byAnd feed them on your dreamsThe one they picksThe one you'll know byDon't you ever ask them whyIf they told you, you would crySo just look at them and sighAnd know they love youAnd give of tender yearsCan't know the fearsThat your elders grew byAnd so please helpThem with your beliefThey seek the turfBefore they can dieTeach your parents wellThe childrens hellWill slowly go byAnd feed them on your dreamsThe one they picksThe one you'll know byDon't you ever ask them whyIf they told you, you would crySo just look at them and sighAnd know they love you.