I'd quit a job in a New York minute
I'd burn a bridge for a dream
I ran away and I'm glad I did it
I might have never found me
I ain't afraid to fall flat on my face
That's just part of life
Think of the winners that did it wrong
What if they'd done it right
What if Columbus gave in and gave up
And Rosa had moved to the back of the bus
And Martin stopped marching
And Elvis drove trucks
What if they'd done it right
Done it right
I ain't afraid to lock horns with the Devil
I'll spit into the wind
I ain't ashamed to say grace at my table
The Lord ain't no fair weather friend
Don't believe you can get too much love