Lyrics

Nose to the Grindstone

I'm diggin' for gold
But nothin' comes free
The dark and the cold
Are diggin' through me
I work like a slave
With freedom in sight
Crawlin' this cave
Lookin' for light

I'm blazin' my trail
Not to be bound
Refusing to fail
Standin' my ground

I got no easy out
Nowhere to turn
No room for doubt
Or time to burn
I gotta keep to myself
All on my own
Pride on the shelf
Nose to the grindstone

There's dues I must pay
Wheels to be spun
I can't stop to play
I got things to be done
When I'm comin' untied
Goin' out of my head
I think of what I'd
Be doin' instead

And I keep blazin' my trail . . .

I got no easy out . . .

I roll by the graveyard
See what awaits
My will is my safeguard
Gonna get me through the gates

I got no easy out . . .