Texty: Triumph. Rock Out, Roll On.

The ghosts of Woodstock
Still haunt the next of kin
But the screams and shouts
Have turned to whispers on the wind

The time has come to face the music again
Back 'em up against the wall
And bring the hammer down
Tell 'em that was then, my friend
But this is here and now

Rock out, roll on
Rock out we've waited so long
Rock out, roll on
We keep holding on

We've waited so long
We've got to be strong
We'll just keep holdin' on

Can't you hear the future
Knockin' down the door
Can't you hear the footsteps
On the killing floor

Comes a time when you can't take anymore
When you've made up your mind
You step over the line
Then it's all just a question of time

Rock out, roll on
Rock out we've waited so long
Rock out, roll on
We keep holding on

A chance will surely come your way
To say the things you need to say
To play like no one else has played
And blow them away

Is it any wonder we somehow survive
The strength and the power
Comes from somewhere inside

You learn to turn your cheek and swallow your pride
Coming down to the wire, fighting fire with fire
Driven on by this burnin' desire

Rock out, roll on
Rock out we've waited so long
Rock out, roll on
We keep holding on

Waited so long
We've got to be strong
We've waited so long
We'll just keep holdin' on