Verse 1
Money’s been a wise buck this year.
Now there’s things in life
That you’ve always feared.
There ain’t a use
To poutin’ ’round.
Singing woe is me
‘Til you’re six feet down.
Always following
The same old tracks.
Time to break off
And cut a new path.
Don’t put down
These words I say.
It takes blood and sweat
To find a new way.
Pre-Chorus
You’re comin’ on
Strong.
Chorus
I know your night’s been long.
But I can see you
Comin’ ’round the bend,
And kickin’ ’til the end.
Like Prefontaine
From an outside lane
Provin’ ’em wrong
Comin’ on strong.
Verse 2
Every miss
Is a payment made
To a debt of dues
That we all must pay.
Your empty coffers aren’t a sign
That you haven’t saved
For a whole lifetime.
And you can go out swingin’
To a cold dark grave.
They can never say
That you didn’t live brave.
Born to nothin’ but pain and strain.
Leave with grit
Fixed to your name.
Pre-Chorus
You’re comin’ on
Strong.
Chorus
I know your night’s been long.
But I can see you
Comin’ ’round the bend,
Oh and kickin’ ’til the end.
Like Prefontaine
From an outside lane
Provin’ ’em wrong
Comin’ on strong.
Instrumental
Pre-Chorus
You’re comin’ on
Strong.
Chorus
I know your night’s been long.
But I can see you
Comin’ ’round the bend,
Oh and kickin’ ’til the end.
Like Prefontaine
From an outside lane
Provin’ ’em wrong
Comin’ on strong.
Provin’ ’em wrong.
Comin’ on strong.
