

(yeah) Cold wind biting
right through my bones
Walking this highway
all on my own
I got fire in my belly
Iron in my stride
Oh,
I've got hard times blues
(hard times, yeah) With nothing left to lose
I got fire in my belly
Iron in my stride
(oh yeah)
Empty pockets
and a dusty road
Dragging along
this heavy load
But the spark's still burning
deep inside
With iron in my stride
Oh,
I've got hard times blues
(hard times, yeah) With nothing left to lose I got fire in
my belly
Iron in my stride
Fire in my belly...
Iron in my stride... (oh-oh-oh)