This ain't my first rodeo. Ten thousand times ten thousand. Walking and marching and running and shoving and pressing on. Every step by step, to the grave, marching on. You have a song; unsung. I sing a new song; falling on deaf ears. Unsung.
This ain't my first rodeo. Ten thousand times ten thousand. Walking and marching and running and shoving and pressing on. Every step by step, to the grave, marching on. You have a song; unsung. I sing a new song; falling on deaf ears. Unsung.