Bound for Glory - Robben Ford

Say goodbye to your

Little underdog

No more run and catch

Things you throw my way

The collar’s off

Take good care of yourself

We’re bound for glory

But there’s a price to pay

Not that you care you’ll find me

By the riverside

Baptize the maker where the

Water is clear and wide

Like a smokers cough

Reveals a bitter truth

Please don’t kid yourself

Now’s the time to stop

The climb is high

But the air is clean

We’re bound for glory

Just let the covers drop

I’ll be celebrating

By the riverside

Baptize the maker where the

Water is clear

And nowhere left to hide

Down by the riverside

I’ll be celebrating

By the riverside

Baptize the maker where the

Water is clear

And nowhere left to hide

Down by the riverside