He had a voice that could echo. I have a mind for the street. Hearts full of so much horizon, we had them beat. I wouldn't call it surrender, To break down from this heat. Long rides hard nights alone. You bought us a lead. But I know the truth it is a simple easy answer. You fought when they pulled you in to return you to your master. So I'll try to pick up the slack on my end, And I'll do the work of two men, And I won't ever bend.