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You make up your mind, you choose the cChance you take
You ride to where the hGighway ends and the dDesert breaks
Out on to an oGpen road you ride uCntil the day
You learn to sGleep at nigtDh with the pCrice you pay
Now with their Ghands held high, they reached out for the oCpen skies
And in oGne last breath they built the roads they'd Dride to their death
Driving on thGrough the night, unable to bCreak away
From the rGestless pulDl of the pCrice you pay
Oh, the prGice you pay, oh, the pCrice you pay
Now you can't wGalk awayD from the pCrice you pay
Now they'd Gcome so far and they'd wCaited so long
Just to end up cGaught in a dream where evDerything goes wrong
Where the dGark of night holds back the lCight of day
And you've gotta sGtand and fighDt for the pCrice you pay
Oh, the prGice you pay, oh, the pCrice you pay
Now you can't wGalk awayD from the pCrice you pay
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Little girl down on the strand with that pretty little baby Cin your hands
Do you rGemember the story of the proDmised land
How he crossed the dGesert sands and could not enter the cChosen land
On the banks of the rGiver he stayedD to face the pCrice you pay
So let the gGame start, you better run you little wCild heart
You can rGun through all the nights and all the dDays
But just across the cGounty line, a stranger passing through puCt up a sign
That counts the man fGallen away to the prEmice you payC, and girl before the Gend of the day
DI'm gonna tear it down and tChrow it away
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