Every morning when I rise I can just see heaven in your eyes It makes me know This is not an every day love We've got something I'm sure we can be proud of We've got so much love We've got so much trust I can see a halo hanging over us Your love is

Yeah! we make a lot of noise Refuse to sit down and be tamed We still think that we owe you some We sing it out loud we sing it out proud We thank you people for being around Supporting Volbeat with love and hell fire Gu'fanden do we care But we know who

I know a girl from an island She stands apart from the crowd She loves the sea and her people She makes her whole family proud Sometimes the world seems against you The journey may leave a scar But scars can heal and reveal just Where you are The people

Don't be afraid Are you still proud of your little boy? (Be afraid) Love will mend your broken wing Time will slip away Learn to be brave Oh, my father Why don't you talk to me now? Oh, my mother

Won't you come along with me To the Mississippi We'll take a boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river, down to New Orleans The band's there to meet us Old friends there to greet us Where all the proud and elite folks meet Heaven on earth, they

I'm so I'm so I'm so I'm so I'm so proud of you Everything's adding up, you've been through hell and back I know things get hard, but girl, you got it, girl, you got it, there you go Can't you tell by how they looking at you everywhere you go? Wondering

(I think we all) We all need a little more love I scream at the top of my lungs But my voice couldn't save this home You're proud of the guns you hold What's left now, where can we go? (We just need) Ooh a little more love (The world needs) Ooh little

There's a soldier, soldier in my mind I must go and chase this dream of mine And I know I can do you proud We all know that the sun will shine When I'm high above those clouds What could I say And what could I say I was born to be this way And I can't

I belong to the drinking class Monday through Friday, man we bust our backs If you're one of us, raise your glass We belong to the drinking class If you gotta, gotta label me, label me proud We're up when the rooster crows Clock in when the whistle blows

I surrender, dear. We've played the game of stay away But it cost more that I can pay. Without you I can't make my way, I may seem proud, I may act gay, It's just a pose, I'm not that way, 'Cause deep down in my heart I say Little mean things we were