Stomp

You shot a man that shot your woman down

He's still a man who chose his own way out

You'll find your own way as the day comes near

'Cause there ain't no point in living in a state of fear

Stomp

Dig up your bones and bring 'em all back in line

When you're alone a good friend is hard to find

Still stand your ground, this may be your time to shine

They say that a coward dies a thousand times

A man without a throne is like a dog without a bone

Just a breed that will not back away

But when it's time to make a stand

A man without a plan is on his knees 'cause it's now time to pray

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Pray

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

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