Days of Fire

Lit from the match of American pie and the roll of thunder

There were sparks in the wind from a candle chase and a burnin’ hunger

Blaze in the trail in the night singing like the boys of summer

Whoa, whoa

You only get one life, you only got one run

And this is our chance to dance like the flames on the rising sun

These are the days of fire

These are the days of fire

Born in a place where the land was hard, but the work was harder

Torn from the cloth of a prayin’ mother and a hard knock father

Raised to believe in a dream that streams from the light in a harbor

Whoa, whoa

You only get one life, you only got one run

And this is our chance to dance like the flames on the rising sun

These are the days of fire

These are the days of fire

Wanna let ‘em burn hotter

See ‘em burn higher

These are the days of fire

As long as I got your hand holdin’ onto my hand

Baby, you and I could light up the night sky just like lightnin’

These are the days of fire, these are the days of fire

These are the days of fire, these are the days of fire

Wanna let ‘em burn hotter

See ‘em burn higher

These are the days of fire, these are the days of fire

These are the days of fire, these are the days of fire

Lit from the match of American pie and the roll of thunder