You gotta do what you`re good at.
My next thirty years I'm gonna settle all the scores,Cry a little less, laugh a little more.Find a world of happiness without the hate and fear,Figure out just what I'm doing here.
There's a tear in his eye that refuses to fall.If it would land on me, that would say it all.
I went sky divin', I went rocky mountain climbin', I went 2.7 seconds on a bull name Fumanchu.And I loved deeper, And I spoke sweeter, And I gave forgiveness I've been denying, And he said someday I hope you get the chance,To live like you were dyin'.
They say drinking will kill youThe same thing for rolling smokesBut that's two of the three things that I like mostYou can't tell me nothin'I know what the good book preachesBut I know how I amI just hope somebody up there understandsYou can't tell me nothin'.
And we carry onWhen our lives come undoneWe carry onCause there's promise in the morning sunWe carry onAs the dark surrenders to the dawnWe were born to overcomeWe carry onBeyond the picket fences and the oil wellsThe happy endings and the fairy talesIs the reality of shattered lives and broken dreamsWe carry on.
She said I bet you don't remember meAnd I said only every other memory.
You're looking good Canada!, ... You're sounding good too!
We knew we could make a great record because we had the confidence of the last album. We were then able to go further, take it to another level.