| You make up your mind, you choose the chance you take
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| You ride to where the highway ends and the desert breaks
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| Out on through an open road you ride until the day
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| You learn to sleep at night with the price you pay
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| Now with their hands held high, they reached out for the open skies
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| And then with their last breath
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| They built the roads they would ride to their deaths
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| Driving on through the night unable to break away
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| >From the restless pull of the price you pay
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| Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay
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| Now you can’t walk away from the price you pay
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| Now they’ve come so far and they’ve waited so long
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| Just to end up caught in a dream where everything goes wrong
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| Where the dark of night holds back the light of the day
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| And you gotta stand and fight for the price you pay
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| Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay
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| Now you can’t walk away from the price you pay
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| Little girl down on the strand
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| With that pretty little baby in your hands
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| Do you remember the story of the Promised land
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| How he crossed the desert sands
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| And could not enter the Chosen Land
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| On the banks of the river he stayed
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| To face the price you pay
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| So let the games start
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| You better run you little wild heart
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| You can run through all the nights and all the days
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| But just across the county line
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| A stranger passin’through put up a sign
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| That counts so many fallen away
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| To the price you pay,
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| Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay
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| Now you can’t walk away from the price you pay
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| Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay
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| Now you can’t walk away from the price you pay |