no fame
all there is
all there was
on the second lady
can't take a cent
take a cut of that
kind of ran
I'll stand kind of bent
kind of pushed
on that heavy land
I'll stand for the sake of my friends
well, I will see him there
Down
down
count me down
down
down, boy
down
count me down
down, boy
down, boy
down, boy
down
the same