I see the fire through the trees Hear the hollers through the breeze Drowning out the season like there’s none Hold the blue steel in my hands Moving my feet over land While I’m thanking God I’ve got a gun Nothing like a war at hand To turn a boy into a man Learning bout surviving on the run Dodging whistles in the dark Walking soft and hiding sparks Praying bullets find another home
Oh here we go, another stand you know. Carry on, carry strong, and pray that we don’t fall between the lines.
I was born with a choice fight for freedom or fight the tours either way the fighting never ends stuck in mud in no mans land or resting easy in the sands smelling that great ocean in the wind
Oh here we go, another stand you know. Carry on, carry strong, keep surviving keeping on. Oh here we go, another stand you know. What a rush oh what a ride either way I fall between the lines.
Oh please mama here my distant call This may be my last stand after all
So if the night comes and I fall somewhere in the dark I ask know for greater good I gave my all give the ones I know my love tell them I was worth the blood that I shed on grounds far from home
Oh here we go, another stand you know. Carry on, carry strong, keep surviving keeping on. Oh here we go, another stand you know. What a rush oh what a ride either way I fall between the lines.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
