I Was Born A Long Way From

They Say Every Man Needs Protection They Say Every Man Must Fall So, I Swear I See My Reflection Somewhere Inside These Walls... I Shall Be Released.

He Swift Don't Win The Race. It Goes To The Worthy, Who Can Divide The Word Of Truth.

You Use To Ride On The Chrome Horse With Your Diplomat, Who Carried On His Shoulder A Siamese Cat.

You Breathed On Me And Made My Life A Richer One To Live, When I Was Deep In Poverty You Taught Me How To Give. Dried The Tears Up From My Dreams And Pulled Me From My Hole, Quenched My Thirst And Satisfied The Burning In My Soul.

The Whole World's A Bottle, And Life's But A Dram, When The Bottle Gets Empty, It Sure Ain't Worth A Damn.