When you walk through a storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm is a golden sky And the sweet silver song
The ragamuffin gunner is returnin' home like a hungry runaway He walks through town all alone--"He must be from the fort," he hears the high school girls
Walk through the desert Warm breath Creates a sandstorm Transform Rattle Snake Strike Smell your hands warm Fangs puncture palms, venom Seeps through your
When you walk through a storm hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of a storm is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of
When you walk through the storm Hold your head up high and dont be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm theres a golden sky And the sweet silver
When you walk through a storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm Is a golden sky And the sweet silver song
When you walk through the storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm there's a golden sky And the sweet
don't apply Your mind's eye is blinded by my battle raps Like cateracts your habitat is Halifax Once I run you out your native city Shay's committee is
When you walk through a storm hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm is a golden sky And the sweet silver song
tossed and blown Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone You'll never walk alone When you walk through a storm Hold your head up high
I need a thug lady like you Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna put in you A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you Got a lot of thug in me
need a thug lady like you Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna put in you A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you Got a lot of thug in me,
WE'RE STRONG WE CANNOT LOOSE THE FIGHT HOLD YOUR WEAPONS HIGH WHEN YOU'RE WALKING THROUGH A STORM HOLD YOUR HEAD UP HIGH THE WIND IS BLOWING SOMEWHERE
a lark Walk on through the wind Walk on through the rain Though your dreams be tossed and blown Walk on, walk on When you walk through the storm hold your head up high
believe When you walk through a storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm Is a golden sky And the sweet silver