Have you ever thought, That the first chord, you hit might be the one. Have you ever, sat, And looked upon your hands and seen the things they've done. And you see it over and over, calm your breathing as you pull over You feel your hands shake, but your body won't move. You feel a space break where your heart used to Make no mistake you've done all you can do, But there's so much more to you. And it's years ago, Since you felt comfortable, like and old man and his gun. A stranger sleeps tonight, closes his eyes, But you are on the run. As your smoke lights You think of your life, that you didn't choose. It chose you. The red, white and blue The red, white and blue The red, white and blue