We're keeping the kingdom free As an archduke falls and the battle horn calls Our lives would never be the same We were looking down the barrel of a gun Now the war has come and the battle's begun We are desperate and overrun To the war drum we'll be marching until it's done Lead the way, we will follow into the fray We will hold the line we will not be led astray For king and for country, we are flooding the river Our stand at Yser will be, the end of the race to the sea The last piece of Belgium is free, we're keeping a sliver A cog in the war machine, October of 1914 As our foe draws forth we are moving on north We will never let them have it all There's a price for freedom paid by Belgiums sons They may take our towns, they may conquer our grounds We'll defend the nation and the crown We'll uphold our independence with our guns All the way, on to triumph or to judgement day We will follow and we will not be led astray For king and for country, we are flooding the river Our stand at Yser will be, the end of the race to the sea The last piece of Belgium is free, we're keeping a sliver A cog in the war machine, October of 1914 See a king and a soldier, fighting shoulder to shoulder See a king and a soldier, fighting shoulder to shoulder He overruled his commanders, he made a last stand in Flanders We see our king and a soldier, they're fighting shoulder to shoulder To keep the last piece of Belgium free All the way, on to triumph or to judgement day We will follow and we will not be led astray For king and for country, we are flooding the river Our stand at Yser will be, the end of the race to the sea The last piece of Belgium is free, we're keeping a sliver A cog in the war machine, October of 1914 For king and for country, we are flooding the river Our stand at Yser will be, the end of the race to the sea We're free For king and for country we are flooding the river No more of our country lost, the line will be held at all cost

I've been loved and I've been hated I've been praised and vilified I've been accused and vindicated And precious been applied I've been interrogated validated Left without my pride Sometimes I have told the truth Sometimes I have lied And when I find my self In a cold and empty space And then a voice inside says welcome I've been wounded, I've been damaged I've been down upon my knees Praying for forgiveness From my enemies Sometimes grand illusions They start clouding up my eyes Then I get lost in my illusions But I get caught down aside When I found I myself With teardrops on my face Then a voice inside, it says welcome Welcome Welcome I've been in jail I've been in pail I've been high and I've been low Just what I've been running from I guess I never know I've been packaged and presented For everyone to see Welcome and resented But I guess I am always gonna be Hiding in the shadow Just cryin' upon my face And I hear a voice inside me That says welcome To the human race It says welcome

And she runs through her days With a smile on her face And she runs, and she waits And I wait We can drive to anyplace Day and night to cross the state, And in the morning, into Mexico We will wake up Mmmm, we will wake up, We will, yeah I will be with her yeah Yeah I find a window in the kitchen, and I let myself in Rummage through the refrigerator, find myself a beer I can't believe I'm really here, and she's lying in that bed I can almost feel her touch, and her anxious breath I stumble in the hallway, outside her bedroom door I hear her call out to me, I hear the fear in her voice She pulls her covers tighter, I press against the door I will be with her tonight yeah I will be with her tonight I will be with her tonight yeah I will be with her tonight I will be with her yeah I will be with her yeah

Round' here lately it's been rough Too much heartbreak not enough love I've been doubtin' if I'll ever find myself again And I worry I won't ever be enough Oooh I've been searching for the truth And then I tell myself Whatever don't kill makes you tough Can't tap out when the times gets rough I know it ain't easy but the only way that we get stronger Is get a little burnt yeah take a little fall Hurts like hell when you're goin' through it all Get knocked down but we get back up Whatever don't kill you makes you tough tough Whatever don't kill you makes you tough tough Aw yeah I've been beat up black and blue I've been broke a time or two I've had nothing left to lose But then my faith pulled me through No more searching for the truth And now I tell myself Whatever don't kill you makes you tough Can't tap out when the times gets rough I know it ain't easy but the only way that we get stronger Is get a little burnt yeah take a little fall Hurts like hell when you're goin' through it all Get knocked down but we get back up Whatever don't kill you makes you tough tough Whatever don't kill you makes you tough tough We fall down we get up It's how we do it where we from We got us we got love We tough We fall down we get up It's how we do it where we from We got us we got love We tough Whatever don't kill you makes you tough Can't tap out when the times gets rough I know it ain't easy but the only way that we get stronger Is get a little burnt yeah take a little fall Hurts like hell when you're goin' through it all Get knocked down but we get back up Whatever don't kill you makes you tough tough Whatever don't kill you makes you tough tough We tough we tough

In a small corner bar he sits there a'drinkin' Lost as a ball in a field full of corn Further away than he ever imagined That he'd ever end up from the place he was born Now no more forlorn has a Creeker drank whiskey Than the one that you see out the side of your eye Drinkin' alone as he looks out the window At all of the strangers on the corner outside And he'd rather be dead than alive one more minute In this Godforsaken town When he was a kid, Lord he'd never a'dreamt it All the ways that the city can bring a country boy down Now they knew not his name and he knew not their faces And he knew not the how nor the reason for why You could ever wake up and wanna keep on a'livin' In a place where a friend was such a hard thing to find And for e'ryone ya meet there's a whole mess of people Tryin' like hell to pull you on down To the level they're on and the trouble they're tendin' In the mess that they've made in the gutter they found And he'd rather be dead than alive one more minute In this Godforsaken town When he was a kid, Lord he'd never a'dreamt it All the ways that the city can bring a country boy down Some fellas do drugs and things of that nature Some fellas chase girls to hang on their arm Some fellas get by on practically nothin' Some fellas get pissed in a small corner bar And they'd rather be dead than alive one more minute In this Godforsaken town When they were all kids, Lord they'd never a'dreamt it All the ways that the city can bring a country boy down