Nothing's gonna stop us. Uh-oh, why you holding back, now? Don't you know it's time to let your inner freak out? Uh-oh (Uh oh) Not when the beat is kicking like this does Why should I care about the opinion of others? I don't wanna spend my time hiding

How could you put us through it? How could you take his life away? (What made you think you had the right?) How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life) And when I heard you let him die Uncle Sam taught him to shoot Maybe a little too

(Take it from me) Nothing can stop me Nothing holds me back Its got a mind of its own and it say Think you could slow me down? It got a mind of its own and it say There ain't no turning back Take it from me When you start it's just a matter of time

I'm still gonna be the reckless wheel that kicks up all that gravel I can feel the roots underneath these boots when I walk the road less traveled I'm still the son of the back in them good old days Yeah, what you see is what you get, no matter what

Would you write, would you call back baby if I wrote you a song I need you at home And you can wave to all of your friends And I'll never leave you again I been gone but you're still my lady Cut off all of your hair Did you flinch, did you care Did he

If I hurry I can still make Cheyenne She never knew what his calls might bring With a cowboy like him, it could be anything And she always expected the worst In the back of her mind She said, don't bother comin' home By time you get here I'll be long

When I'm up I can't get down Can't get down, can't get level Get my feet back on the ground I am the fountain of affection I'm the instrument of joy And to keep the good times rolling I'm the boy, I'm the boy, You know the world could be our oyster, You

One day they will see it's long gone. Now that San Francisco's gone I guess I'll just pack it in Wanna wash away my sins In the presence of my friends You and I, we head back east To find a town where we can live Even in the half light We can see that

Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice Whoa, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I

Do I belong (All my missteps, I retrace Every failure, I'll erase My pride is gone I find the strength to carry on Looking back, what's left of me Am I the person that I wanna be) One by one, they stand single file To see the king of the hill atop his