(Verse 1)

The sun peeks through the window, it’s time to rise again,

Coffee’s cold, the rent’s past due, the fight just never ends.

These streets are cracked like broken dreams, where angels fear to tread,

But the heart keeps on a-beatin’, and faith ain’t quite dead.

(Pre-Chorus)

I hear my daddy’s whisper, low and rough as steel,

He said “Boy, don’t trust no promise ‘less you feel it’s real.”

(Chorus)

Hold on to your gun, hold on to your gun,

Don’t ever turn your back and run.

The world’ll test your soul ‘til the daylight’s done,

Hold on to your gun, hold on to your gun.

(Verse 2)

Life’s a crooked dealer, playin’ cards you can’t afford,

Every hand’s a story, every scar’s a word.

Dreams get pawned for dollar bills and hopes fade in the grime,

But the spirit’s still worth savin’ in the wreckage of our time.

(Pre-Chorus)

Mama said, “Son, it’s faith that keeps the wheels from spinnin’ out,”

So I keep drivin’ forward through the thunder and the doubt.

(Chorus)

Hold on to your gun, hold on to your gun,

When the nights are long and the work ain’t done.

Keep your back to the wall, face the morning sun,

Hold on to your gun, hold on to your gun.

(Bridge)

It ain’t the steel, it ain’t the fight,

It’s the will to stand through the darkest night.

Every blow that life has swung,

Makes you harder, makes you strong.

(Verse 3)

Now the factory’s closed, the lights went black,

But hope’s still hummin’ down that track.

Every man’s got a battle he’s fightin’ alone,

Every prayer’s just a spark tryin’ to find its home.

(Final Chorus)

Hold on to your gun, hold on to your gun,

Don’t ever turn your back and run.

When the devil comes knockin’, you just bite your tongue,Will it rain or will it shine, will grace ever come?

Anyway you look at it — life’s a loaded one.

So hold on to your gun… yeah, hold on to your gun.