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Brother don't turn away,
Cast out, oh go some pray,
The cowards are calling for your name,
The treasure is begging to be claimed.
'Cause we might; be running for our lives,
And we might; be digging in the dirt for the last time.
'Cause I know the tightrope is waiting,
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fight,
'Cause I know the high road is waiting,
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fighhhhhht.
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fighhhhhht,
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fight.
Loverrrr I came to vow,
If my heart is dosing yours in down,
'Cause I'd go wherever trouble is found,
And I'd run home whenever you're without.
'Cause we might; be running for our lives,
And we might; be digging in the dirt for the last time.
'Cause I know the tightrope is waiting,
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fight,
'Cause I know the high road is waiting,
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fighhhhhht.
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fighhhhhht,
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fight.
Oh when the winds arise,
I'll be the champion in your eyes,
Oh know I'm ready for the fight.
Oooooooooooo, ooooooooo.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ooooooooooooo, ooooooooooo.
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fighhhhhht.
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fighhhhhhhht.
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for fight.
'Cause I know the tightrope is waiting,
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fight,
'Cause I know the high road is waiting,
I'm ready for it, I'm ready for the fight.