[intro – swampy slide guitar riff + big snare hits] Yeah… Some lines ain’t made to cross. [verse 1 – steady groove, defiant delivery] You can shake my hand, you can walk away, But I won’t bend just to make you stay. Ain’t about talk, it’s what you do, When the easy road don’t run true. You can paint your flag in black or blue, But right still means what it used to. [pre-chorus – slow build, organ and guitar harmonize] You can buy your peace or earn your name, But one leaves rust and one leaves flame. [chorus – full band, gospel backing vocals behind] I’ll stand my ground, come storm or sun, Do what’s right ‘til the fight’s all done. Won’t sell my soul for a hand-me-down crown, Yeah, I’ll stand my ground. You can roll that dice or walk that line, I’ll take truth over easy every time. You can’t buy clean when your hands are bound — Yeah, I’ll stand my ground. [guitar lick – dirty, bluesy bend between choruses] [verse 2 – more intensity, backing harmonies grow] Seen good men talk and bad men lead, Watched both sides plant the same bad seed. You can twist a word ‘til it sounds brand new, But the heart knows what’s false and true. I ain’t lookin’ for a crowd to please, Just a fire that don’t need gasoline. [pre-chorus – slide guitar wails under grit] You can run from pain, or bear it proud, But silence don’t make truth less loud. [chorus – bigger, layered vocals and heavy groove] I’ll stand my ground, come storm or sun, Do what’s right ‘til the fight’s all done. Won’t sell my soul for a hand-me-down crown, Yeah, I’ll stand my ground. You can roll that dice or walk that line, I’ll take truth over easy every time. You can’t buy clean when your hands are bound — Yeah, I’ll stand my ground. [bridge – quieter, single acoustic guitar with low growl vocal] You can walk alone and still be free, The mirror’s where the judge should be. Don’t need a crowd to bless my song, Right’s right even when I’m wronged. [guitar solo – twin leads harmonizing, soaring southern tone] [final chorus – full choir energy, drum fills, huge sound] I’ll stand my ground, come storm or sun, Do what’s right ‘til the fight’s all done. Won’t sell my soul for a hand-me-down crown, Yeah, I’ll stand my ground. You can roll that dice or walk that line, I’ll take truth over easy every time. If the world falls down and I’m the last one found — Still, I’ll stand my ground. [outro – fade on guitar lick, drums echo like distant thunder] (Mm… I’ll stand my ground.)
