E it’s the men At your sideB When you face the firing line It’s the chill In the airE Just before the great horns blare It’s the escape You dig the mostB And the friends who patiently stand at their post It’s the general And his callE Before the alarm goes offA E It’s the feeling that there’s something greater than the sun and all its heatB That’s the wayA That you stayA On your FeetE It’s the horse The first that you seeB After miles of road and miles of sea It’s the one That takes you inE That you have to reimburse when you’re standing again It’s the life You should acquireB And the boredom that makes that tough to try It’s the party You’ll have to throwE To make your appreciation knownA E It’s the sound of something loud enough to keep awake the streetsB That’s the wayA That you stayE On your feet It’s the likes After your yardB That suggest you won’t get far It’s the calm And all that bringsE Just before the doorbell rings It’s the place You got to goB But they’re surrounding your car your bike and your boat Don’t fear Your place is goodE You can get there on footA E It’s the thinkin’ that is going to be the victor when the sides of your brain competeB That’s the wayA That you stayE On your feet
On Your Feet
The High Strung
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