When the cards are against you and hope has moved on

When your trust is abandoned by those up and gone

And they come to your home to take all that you've won

Keep your eyes on the prize and your hand on your gun

When the night is on fire and rain doesn't come

When a man is a liar when all's said and done

And your dream turns to dust in the hot Georgia sun

Keep your eyes on the prize and your hand on your gun

When they leave you behind 'cause they think they have won

Keep your sight on the ocean and long may you run

And they come to your home to take all that you've won

Keep your eyes on the prize and your hand on your gun

Hand on your gun