"Let's Ride" lyrics
"Let's Ride"
Used as a scapegoat and taped to the wall
Bruised and abused on some foreign soil
Trained to kill baby, that's what we do
And programmed to bleed red, white and blue
C'mon and grab your guns, let's ride
And may your conscience be your guide
I'll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side
Tonight's the night, we fight or die
Grab your guns son, said we headed for war
Like your uncle JT done years before
No pussy, no dope, this ain't Saigon
But keep your heads up for roadside bombs
C'mon and grab your guns, let's ride
And may your conscience be your guide
I'll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side
Tonight's the night, we fight or die
Even in darkness, you're my strength, my soul, my will to survive
But in this fight I stand ready to die
C'mon and grab your guns, let's ride
And may your conscience be your guide
I'll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side
Tonight's the night, tonight's the night
C'mon and grab your guns, let's ride
And may your conscience be your guide
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
Oh oh oh oh whoa...
Writer(s): Marlon Young, Robert Ritchie
- AZLyrics
- K
- Kid Rock Lyrics
album:
"Rebel Soul" (2012)
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