I got a seat by myself on the greyhound, There was a fight in the ticket line. I was by in time outside of Memphis Weekly raid off the express way. I burned every bridge I’ve ever build. It’s time to see what I’m made of, It’s time to see what I’m made of.
I walk into a bar, ten past midnight Hey, how are you doing, darling? I hope you’re feeling alright tonight. Pardon me, my man, you see, I don’t think the lady minds We can do this two ways, we just step outside, bottom line.
I burned every bridge I own, It’s time to see what I’m made of. No more horses around, ‘cause It’s time to see what I’m made of.