Phil Cosby (Before There Was Atlanta, There Was Douglasville)

Lyrics

This ain't my first rodeo Ten thousand (times) Ten thousand (times) They're walking Running They're marching They're pushing They're shoving They're pressing (pressing on) They go, press on But reaching Every step by step, to the grave Pressing on Every step by step, to the grave Pressing on and on Every step by step, to the grave Step by step, to the grave Pressing on You have a song; unsung I sing my song; falling on deaf ears Unsung Unsung Unsung Unsung Unsung Unsung