CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : The Distance

Standing in the trenches
And swinging for the fences
Locked on and clocked in
I ain't coming to my senses
From religion or expenses
Or the runs that I ain't knocked in

I'll take the best you have to offer
And improvise the rest
Then do it again tomorrow
Keep your hands out of the coffers
And always do your best
And we'll probably let you follow

We got three hours till daylight
Locked and loaded for the drive

You gotta know who you can trust
And whose ass you should bust
When it's hard to tell the difference
When to put it to the test
When to lead with the left
What it takes to go the distance

What it takes to go the distance
When you live so far from home
Determination and persistence
When the first punch has been thrown