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Boots in the mud at the edge of the world
Long table set where the brave get served
Cards on the oak, oaths on the line
He laughs, lifts his cup, says "Justice takes time"
One hungry wolf with a silver stare
Teeth like a promise that nobody shares
He reaches out, right hand, steady and slow
"Trust only matters when there's something to go"
Welcome to Týr's hoedown
Where the brave all dance it out
Spin that fear around and 'round
'Til the dark dog loses count (Hey!)
Raise that one good hand up high
Clap it, stomp it, testify
Every fight's a song we ride through
Honky-tonk hero of a hard truth
Smoke on the field, sky turning red
Drums in his chest, hound up ahead
"Last call," he smiles, "for the price of peace"
Spurs hit the dirt, and the shadows crease
Fangs meet steel in a tangled roar
Hearts beat time like a slamming door
He goes down grinning in the dust and sparks
Leaves a trail of law in a land of sharks
Welcome to Týr's hoedown
Where the brave all dance it out
Spin that fear around and 'round
'Til the dark dog loses count (Woah)
Raise that one good hand up high
Clap it, stomp it, testify
Even when you're gone they'll say who
Taught the wild to answer to truth
Every Tuesday's got his name
On the calendar of our days
Little reminder in the weekday rain
That courage signs in ink that stains (Oh yeah)
Welcome to Týr's hoedown
Where the brave still dance it out
Spin that fear around and 'round
'Til the dark dogs lose their doubt
Raise that one good hand up high
Clap it, stomp it, testify
From the frost to the neon blue
We keep the floor warm
For a fighter like you