(Van Dyne / Taylor)

Out on our land to earn our keep
Providing for our families
Our inheritance, not for sale
The wicked king intends to steal
In this moment the wind did tell
Over horizon, the sight of hell
Flaming rooftops, no sound of cries
A deepened anguish filled our eyes

Oh no… oh no… oh no…

Against all odds, an iron will
Charge on horseback with blades of steel
They will answer for what they have done
On this day, this I vow

Whoa oh oh oh oh…

Rode to the ambush, willingly
Surrounded by our enemy
No remorse, they took everything
Stand our ground, they must pay
A thousand men, no empathy
Loyal to their coward king

Whoa oh oh… whoa oh oh… whoa oh oh oh…

Against all odds, an iron will
Charge on horseback with blades of steel
They will answer for what they have done
On this day, this I vow

***Guitar Solo (JAMZ)***

Whoa oh… on this day
Whoa oh… this I vow
Whoa oh… on this day
Whoa oh… this I vow
Whoa oh whoa
Whoa oh whoa
Whoa oh whoa
Whoa oh… this I vow