| I’ve been a fighter man
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| Rolling with the punches and
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| Reigning out more blows to win
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| I’ve dealt in selling souls
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| Sold myself to rock and roll
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| Voodoo blues and crossroad scams
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| But through it all, life was awake
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| Through it all, life was undone
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| Through it always, I roll on
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| Lead turns to gold
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| Add it to my all
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| Lives to unfold
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| In the real world did you copy and paste too?
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| I’ve been a desert queen
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| Golden hordes and precious scenes
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| Ruling over ancient sands
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| I’ve been a fettered slave
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| Branded with my owner’s name
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| Baited by some stranger’s hand
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| But through it all, life was awake
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| Through it all, life was undone
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| Through it always, I reign on
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| Lead turns to gold
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| Add it to my all
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| Worlds to unfold
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| And through the dust
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| The dirt, the joy, the hurt
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| The lives that bind together
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| I will ride, ride, ride
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| Through the dust
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| The dirt, the joy, the hurt
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| The lives that bind together
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| I will ride, ride, ride
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| Lead turns to gold
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| Add it to my all
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| Lives to unfold
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| Add it to my all
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| Lead turns to gold
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| Add it to my all |