I ain’t never quit, never once taught that word;
Perhaps Mom, Dad and Pops knew it better not heard.
Never paid it no mind – I can honestly say,
Seems a good thing right now at the end of a day.

I’m looking around lately, and beginning to find…
We’ve got a lot of folks tending to ease their own mind,
By giving up – reconciling, the getting there’s too rough…
Or maybe they quit because they ain’t never learned TOUGH.

I do not rightly know, because tough is what matters;
It’s the fire and the anvil, ‘makes sure iron doesn’t shatter.
It’s the grit in your gut, that demands no retreat…
You can learn it,… or live it,… or suffer defeat.

Because the only way life will insure you will lose;
Is when quitting is comfy – watching other folks shoes.
Looking back now, I guess, that’s why my folks were tough;
Quitting is never an option, no matter how rough.

I never learned how to quit, so I don’t know the way;
To me, quitting seems hard at the end of the day.
It’s funny how some folks see the opposite true,
Quitting for them has a comfortable hue.

Yeah, I guess things have changed, folks seem like it’s okay;
..With just stopping in place, and then…. walking away.
But I have to thank Dad, his iron never would shatter;
He’d say: “well son, why’d did ya start – if it never did matter”?

– Sundance
(Written for all the Patriot Dreamers)