You're no angel, I'm no saint If we were, we wouldn't be in this place tonight Lost and lonely, scared and confused We both have a past, nothing to lose
Day by day my life gets colder My eyes grows thin as I get older Peace in pieces, bloody and bruised I feel so helpless and confused 'Cause I hear screaming
We kept apart and connected by the same stretch of road Neglected the truth and refused to grow old It started a stream but then the levee fell When the
Like a deer in headlights, I stood frozen in my tracks And the weight of the news, it nearly broke my back It was late September and I remember, oh, so
We let it rock and keep the drinks pouring Let it roll until the early morning We're underpaid but we still give thanks and praise God bless Saturday Let it rock
There's a new day on the horizon, there's a rising in the air Somewhere somebody's trying to tell me they care So I'm a lift my head to a new day, plant
The lakes and pines, they bleed of beauty and grace And the rivers, they run wild like an endless race The forests soar so high then fall to the sea As
to cry But tell 'em if I don't survive I was born free I was born free I was born free Born free Free like a river raging Strong as the wind I'm facing
I been living like a drunken sailor, playing in a rock 'n' roll band Far from a failure, I feel like a brand new man Smoking like a fiend and scheming
to lose that ain't already gone I know your heart's black and blue, babe, but life don't last long Now baby, rock on Baby, rock on Baby, rock on Yeah baby, rock
you A smoke filled fever in a low-lit room A pocket full of pain and a bag of doom Some high cotton, fat bottom Bad rocking hundred proof, hundred proof
, but tell em? If I don?t survive ??? Chorus I was Born Free! I was borrrrrrn free I was born free, Born Free. Free, like a river raging Strong, if
: There's a new day on the horizon There's a rising in the air Somewhere somebody's tryin' to tell me they care So I'm a lift my head to a new day Plant
bitch Tuesday's such a bother Wednesday's like watchin' dead flowers grow Thursday ain't for shit Friday's getting hotter But on Saturday night you know We let it rock
: (feat. Sheryl Crow & Bob Seger) You're no angel, I'm no saint, if we were We wouldn't be in this place tonight Lost and lonely, scared and confused
: The lakes and pines they bleed of beauty and grace And the rivers they run wild like an endless race The forests soar so high then fall to the sea
: Like a deer in the headlights, I stood frozen in my tracks And the weight of the news, It nearly broke my back It was late September, and I remember
