| Song | How come |
| Artist | Ray LaMontagne |
| Album | Introducing Raycharles Lamontagne |
| People on the street now | |
| Faces long and grim | |
| Souls are feeling heavy | |
| And faith is growing thin | |
| Fears are getting stronger | |
| You feel them on the rise | |
| Hopelessness got some by the throat | |
| You can see it in their eyes | |
| I said, "How come? | |
| How come" | |
| Everybody on a shoestring | |
| Everybody in a hole | |
| Everybody on a old jet plane | |
| Crossing their fingers and toes | |
| Government man spin his politics | |
| Till they got you pinned | |
| Everybody trying to reach out to each other | |
| But they don't know where to begin | |
| I said, "How come | |
| I can't tell the free world from living hell?" | |
| I said, "How come | |
| How come all I see is a child of God in misery?" | |
| I said, "How come?" | |
| The pistol now as profit | |
| The bullet some kind of Lord and King | |
| But pain is the only promise | |
| That this so called savior is going to bring | |
| Love can be a liar | |
| And justice can be a thief | |
| And freedom can be an empty cup | |
| From which everybody want to drink | |
| I said, "How come | |
| I can't tell the free world from living hell?" | |
| I said, "How come | |
| How come all I see is a child of God in misery?" | |
| I said, "How come?" | |
| It's just man killing man, killing man | |
| Killing man, killing man, I don't understand it | |
| It's just man killing man, killing man | |
| Killing man, killing man, I don't understand it | |
| It's just man killing man, killing man | |
| Killing man, killing man, killing man | |
| killing man, killing man, killing man | |
| Killing man, I don't understand it | |
| I don't understand it | |
| I don't understand it | |
| I don't understand it | |
| How come? | |
| I said, "How come? | |
| How come?†| |
| I said, "How come?" |
| People on the street now | |
| Faces long and grim | |
| Souls are feeling heavy | |
| And faith is growing thin | |
| Fears are getting stronger | |
| You feel them on the rise | |
| Hopelessness got some by the throat | |
| You can see it in their eyes | |
| I said, " How come? | |
| How come" | |
| Everybody on a shoestring | |
| Everybody in a hole | |
| Everybody on a old jet plane | |
| Crossing their fingers and toes | |
| Government man spin his politics | |
| Till they got you pinned | |
| Everybody trying to reach out to each other | |
| But they don' t know where to begin | |
| I said, " How come | |
| I can' t tell the free world from living hell?" | |
| I said, " How come | |
| How come all I see is a child of God in misery?" | |
| I said, " How come?" | |
| The pistol now as profit | |
| The bullet some kind of Lord and King | |
| But pain is the only promise | |
| That this so called savior is going to bring | |
| Love can be a liar | |
| And justice can be a thief | |
| And freedom can be an empty cup | |
| From which everybody want to drink | |
| I said, " How come | |
| I can' t tell the free world from living hell?" | |
| I said, " How come | |
| How come all I see is a child of God in misery?" | |
| I said, " How come?" | |
| It' s just man killing man, killing man | |
| Killing man, killing man, I don' t understand it | |
| It' s just man killing man, killing man | |
| Killing man, killing man, I don' t understand it | |
| It' s just man killing man, killing man | |
| Killing man, killing man, killing man | |
| killing man, killing man, killing man | |
| Killing man, I don' t understand it | |
| I don' t understand it | |
| I don' t understand it | |
| I don' t understand it | |
| How come? | |
| I said, " How come? | |
| How come? | |
| I said, " How come?" |