and he was right It was a cold and rainy night And he thought for sure she would follow But it won't be the same, no tomorrow Now here's a man glory bound
a cold steal quiver through my voice I close my eyes and pray That that iron horse is bound for the promise land And I'll get to ride it home to glory
the law sometimes No vigilantly against the seasons But I can?t help but read why I?d always keep my revolver Steady and fast at my side and I?d rob a train bound for glory
room for me up on that cloud Can't find no changes For better in my luck Empty are my eyes and my heart Cold grey days The nights are so long My heart is sinking Bound
the paths get steaper a light begins to shine though I pass by and miss the turning you'd walk with me over the edge On the road and bound for glory
FUCKIN' SOUND, POUND YOUR HEAD INTO THE GROUND WHERE OTHERS TRY AND FAIL, WE'RE GLORY BOUND IT'S WHAT WE LOVE TO HEAR, WE'VE DONE IT FOR SO MANY YEARS
Time after time Silent tears Shadows of fears Search for the one Revelation to come Silent tears in anguish and in fears We`re searching for the one
my mind Time after time Silent tears Shadows of fears Search for the one Revelation to come Silent tears in anguish and in fears We`re searching for
briared and thorny. From end unto end, frontier mound unto mound, On the breezes renewal is borne now, And, embracing the soul, without limit or bound, Mother-joy for
give it all up For a moment of glory Glory As the months rolled by and accusations fly The bloodsuckin' lawyers know they're in for a kill The cold
down, at least we look good Not waving, but drowning, close my eyes and start counting South-bound and ready to pay for my sins My eyes have seen the glory
We were young and bound for glory Itchin' for a fight like you Bringin' hell and purgatory To the boys who wore the blue And I thought I'd seen it all
TO THE GODS ALMIGHTY HIGH AND WE'RE GONNA SHOUT TO THE DEVIL SHOUT TO THE SKY SHOUT TO THE GODS ALMIGHTY HIGH (Preacher) This train is bound for glory
war has no need for traitors Can you hear the call of the North star Feel its longing in your heart This bound is eternal Sworn through blood At the
and voice, A lullaby which Thou wilt own, The spirit's song of sweetest tone. To God on high all glory be, Who gave His only Son for me; For which the
't need no glory The bottle and I Don't need no sympathy As I hang on the edge Don't need no glory Till the river's run dry I won't cry for sympathy
stabbed and I slashed and I slaughtered. And for what? The men that I've fought Are matched by the number of women I've bought And for what? I've killed
bound for the Pit this day, we'll damn well take a few of these bastards with us! Onward, my Legion! Alpha formation, banners high! Glory to the Emperor