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Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Riding high
Riding high
Riding high
Riding high
Riding high
Riding high
Riding high
Riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my dying day, I won't give it all away, I'll be pushing on
Till the rivers run dry, I've got to try, try, try
When my soles wear through, I won't be feeling blue
I'll be pushing on (pushing on)
Till the rivers run dry, I've got to try, try, try
I'll keep pushing on, pushing on, push-pushing on
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Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
Till my dying day, I won't give it all away, I'll be pushing on
Till the rivers run dry, I've got to try, try, try
When my soles wear through, I won't be feeling blue
I'll be pushing on (pushing on)
Till the rivers run dry, I've got to try, try, try
I'll keep pushing on, pushing on, push-pushing on
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