There’s a free house I know, down an old country road,
Where the liquor is cheap, and the firelight burns low,
The floors tell a story of blood, sweat and tears,
Where the feet of our fathers will ring on for years.

Hold your head high,
We'll do or we'll die!

Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Ooohhh Ooohhh)
Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
The feet of our fathers will live on in blood, sweat and tears!
So fight the fight and stand strong!

In the wake of our elders, we'll find our own way,
And carry the torch as we fight through the fray,
With hearts unafraid, and our courage to spare,
We'll taste the good life, and we'll live without care.

So prove yourself tough, prove yourself brave,
Stand with your family and fight ‘til the grave,
In the face of adversity, battles and brawls,
Prove yourself worthy and bold to the core.

Hold your head high,
We'll do or we'll die!

Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
Blood, Sweat and Tears,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
The feet of our fathers will live on in blood, sweat and tears!
So fight the fight and stand strong!

In that free house we know, down the old country road,
Where the liquor is cheap, and the embers burn low,
The floors tell a story of blood, sweat and tears,
Where our feet will continue to ring on for years.

So Prove yourself tough,
Prove yourself brave,
Prove yourself tough,
Prove yourself brave,
Fight the fight and stand up strong!