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.