
The Price of Winning
V9.5
04:532026-10-14
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slow-building country/Americana song—acoustic guitar and sparse vocals at first, then strings, drums, and harmony vocals
2
[Verse 1]
We learned to measure everything
In dollars, votes, and names
We built our towers to the sky
And called ambition fame
We chose our sides, we fought to win
We argued who was right
And somewhere in the shouting
We forgot what’s out of sight
There’s a chair beside the table
That nobody sits in now
A picture on the mantle
And a folded flag somehow
There’s a name beneath the soil
That somebody still holds dear
And the freedom that we talk about
Was paid for standing here
[Chorus]
Every victory has a cost
Are we counting what we lose?
When winning means everything
What are we willing to use?
Our pride, our truth, our brotherhood,
Our children and their dreams
How much of what makes us human
Can we spend to make us king?
[Verse 2]
We learned to turn a neighbor
Into someone we could blame
We learned that truth was flexible
If it helped us win the game
And wars are drawn on maps
By hands that never see the ground
While somewhere in the distance
Another mother hears the sound
Another young man leaves home
With a promise to return
And another empty doorway
Is all a family learns
[Chorus]
Every victory has a cost
Are we counting what we lose?
When winning means everything
What are we willing to use?
Our pride, our truth, our brotherhood,
Our children and their dreams
How much of what makes us human
Can we spend to make us king?
[Bridge]
The soil doesn't know our politics
The earth don't know our name
It doesn't care who held the power
Or who walked away with fame
It only holds the ones we lost
And keeps what we forget
The fathers, sons, and daughters
Whose sacrifices paid our debt
[Final Chorus]
Every victory has a cost
Now I know what I believe
If we're going to call it freedom
We must give more than we receive
Our pride can be expendable
Our anger can be too
But never let our hunger
Make another human lose
Every victory has a cost
So remember when you win
The people aren't the payment
And the battle isn't the end
[Outro]
So walk softly on this soil
There are stories underneath
Of people who gave everything
For strangers they would never meet
Don't spend another human life
Just to say that we won.
