The Liberty Grudge

Come join hand in hand, all you sons of the wild From the dust of the valley to the city defiled The bosses are counting the coins in their chest While we’re out here riding, putting souls to the test! They build up their fences, they lock up the gate But they can’t put a bridle on a man’s own fate So sharpen your spirit and steady your eye We’re born under thunder, and free till we die! Our purses are empty, but our hearts are a fire We’re climbing the mountain and cutting the wire! In freedom we’re born and in freedom we’ll ride! With the ghosts of the ridge and God's blessing inside! Steady, boys, steady! The engine is screaming Waking the world from the lies they’ve been dreaming! Not a tribute we’ll pay, not a knee will we bend To the kings of the corner or the "fair-weather" friend We’ll drink to the road and we’ll drink to the scars Somewhere in the whiskey, we’re touching the stars! Not a slave! Not a ghost! To the ones who need the freedom the most! FREEDOM OR THE GRAVE! In freedom we’re born and in freedom we’ll ride! With the ghosts of the ridge and God's blessing inside! Steady, boys, steady! The engine is screaming Waking the world from the lies they’ve been dreaming! Steady, boys, steady! Free till we die!