23 lyrics for "End of it all, end of the line,"

Tow the line Keep it fine Every man seeks this end Valhalla, you are calling Valhalla, you are calling me home Valhalla, new day dawning Valhalla, this is where I belong, I belong Halls of Valhalla Fierce is the gale
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When the devil come a callin' I ain't gonna be around, Well the devil may care, You toss 'em back and be a man, With the last time, End of it all, end of the line, End of the road,
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High hopes, when you let it go, go out and start again But it's not that easy High hopes, oh, when it all comes to an end And the world keeps spinning Broken bottles in the hotel lobby Seems to me like I'm just scared of never feeling it again I know
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Or are we dancer? Are we human? My sign is vital My hands are cold And I'm on my knees Looking for the answer I did my best to notice When the call came down the line Up to the platform of surrender
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We walk the front lines We defend our country with our lives We pretend to see truth in all these lies But we were men 'Cause in the end we were men We were men Woke up screaming in bed The silence taunts me It's like I am there again
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Who am I living for? I can see the writing on the wall, I can't ignore this war, At the end of it all, At the end, at the end, It's never easy to be chosen, Never easy to be called, Standing on the front line when the bombs start to fall,
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When she loves me When my baby loves me, She lays it all on the line. When she loves me, Her hair is red And her eyes are green She's soft and tender But she can be mean She knows what it takes to keep me
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Every back road, we've ever gone down Friday night bleachers, Sunday pews Ain't a county line mile without a memory of you Every whisper, every room, I walk in Every time the bartender fills it up again Everybody knows why I'm here, and you ain't around
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At the end of the river the sundown beams All the relics of a life long lived Here, weary traveler rest your wand Sleep the journey from your eyes A kite above a graveyard grey At the end of the line far far away A child holding on to the magic of birth
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I'm a hard, hard workin man I got it all on the line For a peace of the promised land I'm burnin' my candle at both ends 'Bout the only way to keep the fire goin' Is to outrun the wind I'm a hard workin' man I wear a steel hard hat I can ride, rope,
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