The Old Iron Hills

What's the cost to pay the piper?
 Every note don't come for free
 Too busy dancing with the devil
 Now it's time to pay the fee
 Every good intention laid to waste
 I've lost control
 Out to make memories, not burn myself alive
 Fire breathing caught my eye
 I can't stop thinking about it
 Until it's time to cross that line
 Back to the days where we still say grace
 And a man's words all he has
 Way down south where they know my name
 Homecoming
 Headed back to the old iron hills
 To the heart of dixieland
 I'll heal my wounds back in Birmingham
 Keep staring that gift horse in the mouth
 He's smiling back at me
 For everything I take for granted
 There's one thing left for me
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 Spent my life chasing my dreams
 Now that I've caught them
 Was it as good as I thought it'd be?