[VERSE 1 — gritty, conversational; deep in the pocket] I woke up with a headache And a hundred-dollar dream Half a tank of gasoline And nothing in between There's a woman in the doorway With her arms across her chest She said, "You ain't changed a damn thing" I said, "Honey, that's the best" Got a hole inside my pocket Got a fire in my chest I've been running from the same old road Trying to outrun the rest [PRE-CHORUS — building; restrained anger] I've been knocked down I've been counted out I've been called a fool I've been called a lot of things But I ain't ever been called through [CHORUS — huge, gritty, melodic] Turn it up Let the whole damn town hear I ain't disappearing I ain't dying here I've got blood on my knuckles And a song in my head A little bit of trouble And a lot left unsaid If the road wants to break me Let it take its best shot I ain't asking for forever I'm just fighting for what I've got Turn it up Let the whole damn town hear I've been down But I'm still right here [VERSE 2 — swaggering; rhythmic and story-driven] Met a man down in Memphis With a Bible and a gun He said, "Son, you better choose one Before the devil chooses for you" I laughed and bought him breakfast He said, "You think that's funny?" I said, "No, I think we're both just Trying to survive the money" Saw a kid behind the counter Counting quarters in his hand His mama said, "We're gonna make it" Like she knew it when she said it That's the thing about the broke ones We get good at making do You can take away the easy But you can't take away the truth [PRE-CHORUS — stronger] I've been knocked down I've been counted out I've been called a fool I've been called a lot of things But I ain't ever been called through [CHORUS — full band] Turn it up Let the whole damn town hear I ain't disappearing I ain't dying here I've got blood on my knuckles And a song in my head A little bit of trouble And a lot left unsaid If the road wants to break me Let it take its best shot I ain't asking for forever I'm just fighting for what I've got Turn it up Let the whole damn town hear I've been down But I'm still right here [BREAKDOWN — heavy, restrained, almost spoken] Maybe I was born too stubborn Maybe I was raised too proud Maybe I just hate the feeling Of somebody counting me out I've buried things I loved I've made some bad calls I've watched good people disappear Behind their own walls But every time the hammer falls I find another way I don't need to own tomorrow I just need to own today [PIANO FEATURE — leave space for instrumental] [BRIDGE — vulnerable; begin almost whispered] If I ever said I didn't need you That was pride talking loud If I ever said I wasn't scared I was lying anyhow I've spent half my life believing That a hard man never bends But iron starts to rust And even fighters need a friend So if you see me on the roadside Don't just wave and drive away You don't have to fix my whole life You can sit with me awhile [BUILD — increasingly powerful] I've got miles inside these boots I've got thunder in my blood I've got a heart that's been beaten But it still knows how to love [FINAL CHORUS — explosive, defiant, emotional] Turn it up Let the whole damn town hear I ain't disappearing I ain't dying here I've got blood on my knuckles And a song in my head A little bit of trouble And a lot left unsaid If the road wants to break me Let it take its best shot I ain't asking for forever I'm just fighting for what I've got Turn it up Let the whole damn town hear I've been down But I'm still right here Yeah, I've been down Yeah, I've been burned But every mile behind me Is another lesson learned [OUTRO — rough, weary, half-sung] Keep one hand on the wheel Keep one eye on the road Keep something worth fighting for Everywhere you go I'm still right here Yeah, I'm still right here
