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(Reid Cain 2012) Capo 1 [Am] This old heart, is [G] beaten but not [Am] broken These old scars, they show I don't back down it's my time, to stand up and be counted it's my chance, to turn it all around Capo 1 [F] Now the wolves are [C] circling in the [G] darkness closing in just outside the flames they smell blood but in their eyes I see weakness [F] For they know this old [G] dog won't back [Am] down Am- C This old mind, got books of words unspoken These old eyes, have seen a lot of strife it's my time, to get up and start living it's my chance, to get it turned around Now the man, who writes the blacklist knows about me he's heard tales, and I'm sad to say they're true but it's my time, to stand up and be counted it's my chance, to turn it all around From Letras Mania