I've seen them out at Soco. They're pounding sixteen penny nails. The truckers on the interstate. Have been known to ride the rails. The sweat is beating on the brow. Can't keep these fellas down
Still is still moving to me. And I swim like a fish in the sea all the time. But if that's what it takes to be free I don't mind. Still is still moving to me. Still is still moving to me. And it'
Give us your tired and weak. And we will make them strong. Bring us your far-off songs. And we will sing along. Leave us your broken dreams. We'll give them time to mend. There's still a lot of