| Here I stand
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| With gravel gut and heart in hand
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| I’m only asking for a second chance
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| A little better luck and circumstance
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| All I’ve got
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| I’ve never been the kind to ask a lot
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| I’m only asking for a second shot
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| A little helping hand and loving touch
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| So pick me up when I can’t go on
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| Life ticking away like a time bomb
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| Still a hundred million miles from home
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| Got a long way, long long way
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| We got a long way to go, baby
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| Got a long way to go, yes I know
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| We got a long way to go, baby
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| This time
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| Roughneck skin
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| Hell, even losers find a way to win
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| And that’s the way I want to feel again
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| Dig up a little bit of confidence
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| Never say die
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| Don’t got the answers, I don’t question why
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| Just need a little bit of extra time
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| Don’t raise my head, I keep a little pride
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| So pick me up when I can’t go on
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| Life ticking away like a time bomb
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| We’re still a hundred million miles from home
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| Got a long way, long long way
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| We got a long way to go, baby
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| Got a long way to go, yes I know
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| We got a long way to go, baby
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| This time
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| So pick me up when I can’t go on
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| Life ticking away like a time bomb
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| Still a hundred million miles from home
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| Got a long way, long long way to go
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| Long way, long long way to go
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| Long way, long long way to go |