I got a seat by myself on the greyhound,
There was a fight in the ticket line.
I was by in time outside of Memphis
Weekly raid off the express way.
I burned every bridge I've ever build.
It's time to see what I'm made of,
It's time to see what I'm made of.
I walk into a bar, ten past midnight
Hey, how are you doing, darling?
I hope you're feeling alright tonight.
Pardon me, my man, you see, I don't think the lady minds
We can do this two ways, we just step outside, bottom line.
I burned every bridge I own,
It's time to see what I'm made of.
No more horses around, ‘cause
It's time to see what I'm made of.
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