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Your hands upon deadman's gun and you're
Looking down the sights Your heart is worn, and the seams are torn and they've
Given you a reason to fight

And you're not gonna take what they've got to give
And you not gonna let them take your will to live
Because the've taken enough and youve given them all you can give
And luck wont saves them tonight Thevye given you a reason to fight

And all the storms you've been chasing
about to rain down tonight
And of the pain you've been facin'
about to comin' to the light