28 lyrics for "He's a hero"

There goes my hero Watch him as he goes He's ordinary Truth or consequence, say it aloud Use that evidence, race it around Too alarmin' now to talk about Take your pictures down and shake it out Don't the best of them bleed it out While the rest of them
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I'm an Indian outlaw Half Cherokee and Choctaw My baby she's a Chippewa She's one of a kind All my friends call me Bear Claw Village cheatin' is my paw-paw He gets his orders from my maw-may She makes him walk the line You can find me in my wigwam
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There goes my hero Watch him as he goes He's ordinary Truth or consequence, say it aloud Use that evidence, race it around Too alarmin' now to talk about Take your pictures down and shake it out Don't the best of them bleed it out While the rest of them
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Yeah, I am a fighter All my life I was afraid to die Your venomous heroine I will fall and rise above And in your hate I find love I will not hide my face I will not fall from grace Alive inside these
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I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night And he's gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light He's gotta be sure And it's gotta be soon And he's gotta be larger than life He's
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Ride the range all the day Till the first fading light Be with my western girl Round the fire oh so bright I'd be the indians' friend Let them love to be free Ridin' into the sunset I wish I could be. Sometimes I look up high
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Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks He's a seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Oh, Jack Hinks Seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Ah, when Jack comes ashore He's got money galore And he's seldom cut short of a job He can dress down as well As any can
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Hold up, wait All of my heroes are rotting in their fucking graves One day, I will forget their name One day, I'll forget their name, name, name One day, I'll forget their name, name, name (hold up, wait!) When I was twenty-seven every night I had dreams
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Back to the front Soldier boy, made of clay Now an empty shell Twenty one, only son But he served us well Bred to kill, not to care Do just as we say Finished here, greetings death He's yours to take away
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