Tomorrow's Just An Excuse Away, So I Pull My Collar Up And Face The Cold, On My Own. The Earth Laughs Beneath My Heavy Feet, At The Blasphemy In My Old Jangly Walk.
Sorry, it's not that either. I'm off to bed now, so I can't comment on correctness till I finish work tomorrow. Good luck.
Tomorrow's Just An Excuse Away, So I Pull My Collar Up And Face The Cold, On My Own. The Earth Laughs Beneath My Heavy Feet, At The Blasphemy In My Old Jangly Walk.
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Do you want to concede, and let some one else choose one?
Tomorrow's Just An Excuse Away, So I Pull My Collar Up And Face The Cold, On My Own. The Earth Laughs Beneath My Heavy Feet, At The Blasphemy In My Old Jangly Walk.
Nope, Rambo already tried that one. The answer is:
Jim Ross: How do you want the fans, around the world, to remember Bret 'The Hitman' Hart, years from now?
Bret: I just hope they remember me at all, ya know. That five years from now they'll look at whoever's in that ring and go 'These guys are good. They're good, but they're no Bret Hart'
From the documentary Wrestling With Shadows, I believe. I have it as a sound file on my PC.
Tomorrow's Just An Excuse Away, So I Pull My Collar Up And Face The Cold, On My Own. The Earth Laughs Beneath My Heavy Feet, At The Blasphemy In My Old Jangly Walk.