[Instrumental Intro]
[Verse 1]
The road, it winds uphill all the way
Ride to glory on this day
Remember now to do him so proud
"In God we trust," cry it out loud
[Verse 2]
Redeem my salve of winning ways
Remember all the darkest days
Of that I know will see me tread
Walketh upon the field of the dead
[Verse 3]
The burden of blood, the breaketh of bone
The battlefield now I make it my own
The glory of the morning we make
Praying the rose is still awake
[Verse 4]
"Lord above," my spirit says
"Death is not proud, no more no less
Power of my soul will be free
Deliver us on to victory"
[Verse 1]
The road, it winds uphill all the way
Ride to glory on this day
Remember now to do him so proud
"In God we trust," cry it out loud
[Verse 2]
Redeem my salve of winning ways
Remember all the darkest days
Of that I know will see me tread
Walketh upon the field of the dead
[Verse 3]
The burden of blood, the breaketh of bone
The battlefield now I make it my own
The glory of the morning we make
Praying the rose is still awake
[Verse 4]
"Lord above," my spirit says
"Death is not proud, no more no less
Power of my soul will be free
Deliver us on to victory"
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