(Bruce Springsteen)

You make up your mind, you choose the chance you take

You ride to where the highway ends and the desert breaks

Out on through an open road you ride until the day

You learn to sleep at night with the price you pay



Now with their hands held high, they reached out for the open skies

And then with their last breath

They built the roads they would ride to their deaths

Driving on through the night unable to break away

>From the restless pull of the price you pay



Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay

Now you can't walk away from the price you pay



Now they've come so far and they've waited so long

Just to end up caught in a dream where everything goes wrong

Where the dark of night holds back the light of the day

And you gotta stand and fight for the price you pay



Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay

Now you can't walk away from the price you pay



Little girl down on the strand

With that pretty little baby in your hands

Do you remember the story of the Promised land

How he crossed the desert sands

And could not enter the Chosen Land

On the banks of the river he stayed

To face the price you pay



So let the games start

You better run you little wild heart

You can run through all the nights and all the days

But just across the county line

A stranger passin' through put up a sign

That counts so many fallen away

To the price you pay,



Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay

Now you can't walk away from the price you pay



Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay

Now you can't walk away from the price you pay