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CITIZEN/SOLDIER
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ITS NOT
MY TIME
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LET ME
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ITS THE ONLY
ONE YOUVE GOT
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GIVE IT TO ME
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THESE DAYS
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YOUR ARMS
FEEL LIKE HOME
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RUNAWAY
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WHEN ITS OVER
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SHE DONT
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Train Put me on a train mama | Cause things just aint the same no more | Put me on a train mama | Im leavin today | I dont want to watch
the world spinnin | I want to be spinning with it | Put me on a train mama | Im leavin today | Cause Ive got the feeling thats for sure | And to
know that I can get it makes me want it more | Mama I just want you to know that Im gonna be fine | Lord I know its a chance that I take | But I know
youll forgive the mistakes that I make | Theres a life out there and its gonna be mine | Put me on a train mama | Cause I cant take this pain no more
| Put me on a train mama | Im leavin today | Theres a world thats out there waitin | And I know that its a chance Im takin | Put me on a train mama
| Im leaving today | Cause Ive got the feeling thats for sure | And to know that I can get it makes me want it more | Mama I just want you to know
that Im gonna be fine | Lord I know its a chance that I take | But I know youll forgive the mistakes that I make | Theres a life out there and its gonna
be mine | God knows how long Ill be gone | But maybe one day this train will bring me home
Citizen/soldier Beyond the boundaries of your citys lights | Stand the heroes waiting for your cries | So many times you did
not bring this on yourself | When that moment finally comes, Ill be there to help | On that day when you need your brothers | and sisters to care
| Ill be right here | Citizen soldiers | Holding the light | For the ones that we guide from the dark of despair | Standing on guard for the ones
that we shelter | Well always be ready | Because we will always be there | For when there are people crying in the streets | For when theyre
starving for a meal to eat | For when they simply need a place to make their beds | Right here underneath my wing you can rest your head |
On that day when you need your brothers and sisters to care | Citizen soldiers | Holding the light | For the ones that we guide from the
dark of despair | Standing on guard for the ones that we shelter | Well always be ready | Because we will always be there | Hope and pray
that you never need me | But rest assured I will not let you down | I walk beside you | But you may not see me | The strongest among you
may not wear a crown | On that day when you need your brothers and sisters to care | Ill be right here | On that day when you dont have
the strength | For the burden you bear | Ill be right here | Citizen soldiers | Holding the light | For the ones that we guide from the dark
of despair | Standing on guard for the ones that we shelter | Well always be ready | Because we will always be there
Its not my time Looking back at the beginning of this | And how life was | Just you and me and love and all of our friends
| Living life like and ocean | But now the currents only pulling me down | Its getting harder to breathe | It wont be too long and Ill be going
under | Can you save me from this | Cause its not my time | Im not goin | Theres a fear in me | Its not showin | This could be the end
of me | And everything I know | But I wont go | I look ahead to all the plans that weve made | And the dreams that we had | Im in a world
that tries to take them away | Oh, but Im taking them back | Cause all this time | Ive just been too blind to understand | What should matter
to me | My friend this life we live is not what we have | Its what we believe | And its not my time | Im not goin | Theres a fear in me |
Its not showin | This could be the end of me and everything I know | But its not my time | Im not goin | Theres a will in me and now I
know that | This could be the end of me | And everything I know | But I wont go | There might be more than you believe | There might be
more than you can see | But its not my time | Im not goin | Theres a fear in me | Its not showin | This could be the end of me and everything
I know | But its not my time | Im not goin | Theres a will in me and now its gonna show | This could be the end of me | And everything I
know | There might be more than you believe | There might be more than you can see | But I wont go | No I wont go down
Let me be myself I guess I just got lost | Being someone else | I tried to kill the pain | But nothing ever helped | I left
myself behind | Somewhere along the way | Hoping to come back around | To find myself someday | But lately Im so tired of waiting for you | To
say that its OK | Tell me please would you one time | Just let me be myself | So I can shine with my own light | Let me be myself | Ill never find
my heart | Behind someone else | Ill never see the light of day | Living in this hell | Its time to make my way | Into the world I knew | And then
take back | All of these times | That I gave in to you | Lately Im so tired of waiting for you | To say that its OK | Tell me please would you one
time | Let me be myself | So I can shine with my own light | Let me be myself | For a while if you dont mind | Let me be myself | So I can shine
with my own light | Let me be myself | Thats all Ive ever wanted from this world | Is to let me be me
Pages What happens to a man when | He spills his heart on a page | And he watches words flow away | Then his feelings lay on a page alone |
There, waiting for someone who cares to read them | To open their eyes to see them | To see if they can make his thoughts their own | To find out that
maybe lifes not perfect | But maybe its not worth what he gives away | You can see that | This broken soul is bleeding | So you conceed your feelings
| Inside yourself and and wander though my heart | Letting you see through me | Now only consumes me | Forget your pain and watch me fall apart |
What happens to his soul when | Its trapped inside his emotions | And all of these words hes spoken | They bind him to the life hes left behind | And
every new step he takes | He knows that he might not make it | To all of these dreams that he has yet to find | Maybe lifes not perfect | But
maybe its not worth what he gives away | You can see that | This broken soul is bleeding | So you conceed your feelings | Inside your self and
wander through my heart | Letting you see through me | Now only consumes me | Forget your pain and watch me fall apart | As I fall apart
Its the only one youve got How do you know where youre goin | When you dont know where youve been
| You hide the shame that youre not showin | And you wont let anyone in | A crowded street can be a quiet place | When youre walking alone |
Now you think that youre the only one | Who doesnt have try | Then you wont have to fail | If youre afraid to fly | Then I guess you never
will | You hide behind your walls of maybe nevers | Forgetting that theres something more | Than just knowing better | Your mistakes do not
define you now | They tell you who youre not | Youve got to live this life youre given | Like its the only one youve got | Memories have left
you broken | And the scars have never healed | The emptiness in you is growing | With so little left to feel | Youre scared to look back on the
days before | And too tired to move on | Now you think that that youre the only one | Who doesnt have to try | Then you wont have to fail | If your
afraid to fly | Then I guess you never will | You hide behind your walls of maybe nevers | Forgetting that there s something more | Than just
knowing better | Your mistakes do not define you now | They tell you who youre not | Youve got to live this life youre given | Like its the only one
youve got | What would it take | To get you to say you to say that Ill try | What would you say | If this was the last day of your life
Give it to me Well it feels like something got in the way | And maybe I had something to do with it | Theres not much that I can say |
But there sure is something Ive got to prove to you | I told you that I tried | And you said that I lied | Like I had something to sell | Come on wait a minute
| You think Ive been in this for a little while | Oh now come on baby please | Ive been on my knees for a long time | So come on give it to me | Just give
to me | Theres always something I want to say | But the words wont ever come out the way I want | Maybe I see another way | Or maybe I just see
something you dont | These stories that you tell | Now I know them a little too well | And you think Ill take what I wont | Come on wait a minute | You
think Ive been in this for a liitle while | Oh now come on baby please | Ive been on my knees for a long time | Come on give to me | One more wrong
dont make a right | I dont wanna fight no more | I tired of sayin please | This is all I need so give me just a little bit | A little bit more
These days I think I was better off before this all began | So clearly I can see lately | That you dont know who I am | Everybody
tried to tell me something | That I never could believe | Staring back it seems so much different | Than it did in front of me | But I know
theres no good | In lookin back on yesterday | And wondering what could have happened then | You think you can give me what I want | You
say | I think Im better off alone | These days | Why should I put my trust in something | That I never could believe | So one day you can
find something better | Just to pack your things and leave | Loneliness is a friend for the moment | But she wont walk out on me | And I
know theres no good in looking back on yesterday | And wondering what could have happened then | You think you can give me what I
want | You say | I think Im better off alone | These days | Im tired and Im sick of waiting | Maybe Ill die alone | But I cant take another damn
day | Of waiting here for you to come home to me | Baby, baby please tell me why | You think you can give me what I want | You say | I
think Im better off alone | These days
Your arms feel like home I think Ive walked too close to love | And now Im falling in | But theres so many
things | This weary soul cant take | Maybe you just caught me by surprise | The first time that I looked into your eyes | Theres a life inside of me that
I can feel again | Its the only thing that takes me where Ive never been | And I dont care if I lost everything that I have known | Cause it dont
matter where I lay my head tonight | Your arms feel like home | This life aint the fairy tale | We both thought it would be | But I can see your
smiling face | As its staring back at me | I know we both see these changes now | And I know we both understand somehow | Theres a life inside
of me that I can feel again | Its the only thing that takes me | Where Ive never been | And I dont care if I lost everything | That I have known |
It dont matter where I lay my head tonight | Your arms feel like home | Hold on | Youre home to me
Runaway Did you ever think about running away | Cause I was thinkin bout leavin today | Well follow forever where our hearts want
to go | Maybe well end up somewhere | That nobody know our names | Then things might change for the good | I want to be somewhere
so far away | To lay under the night | At the end of another good day | I cant tell you how long well be gone | But as long as were together | Then
forever is never too long | Did you ever think about not comin back | Hoppin on a train and well burn up the tracks | Well jump off somewhere | That
we dont know how to say | Maybe hitch a ride from someone | Who can tell us the way | To where these things might change for the good | I
want to be so far away | To lay under the night at the end of another good day | I cant tell you how long well be gone | But as long as were
together | Then forever is never too long | Not with you right here by me | Maybe well just see | Where this road will lead for us
When its over You must be happy with yourself | To think youre so much better than me | Why do you love to see me fail
so much | Cause on that day you crawl back on your knees | Tell me who will save you | When theres no one else around | And you cant
turn to me | Tell me where will you be | When its over | And all this pride you hold inside is gone | Where will you hide | When its over |
And everything you know is said and done | When its over | Where will you run | Do your memories haunt your dreams | Or do they simply
seem to have a mind of their own | Tell me what the emptiness brings | When everything you know is everything but gone | Tell me who
will save you | When theres no one else around | And you cant turn to me | Tell me where will you be | When its over | And all this pride
you hold inside is gone | Tell me where will you hide | When its over | And everything you know is said and done | When its over | Where
will you run | When you cant hold your world together now | And everyone sees who you really are | When your castle crumbles at your
feet | Dont you run to me | When its over | And all this pride you hold inside has died | Tell me where will you hide | When its over | And
everything you know is said and done | When its over | Where will you run
She dont want the world The open wound she hides | She just keeps it bundled up | And never lets it show | She
cant take much more of this | But she cant let it go | Thats OK she dont want the world | All the things she says | While hes just laying there | Without
someone to hear her cry | She slips off into a dream | About a place to hide | Its OK she dont want the world | This love she feels | And
everything shes ever known | Or ever thought was real | Seems like its been thrown away | Now hows she gonna live | Its OK she dont want
the world | Those words he never spoke | Haunt her like the memories | Of all the times before | She tried to show him love | While he would only
ask for more | Its OK she dont want the world | Softly in her sleep | Pictures of the life | Shed seen them all before | But somehow never
quite this clear | She just smiles | She dont want the world | This love she feels | And everything shes ever known | Or ever thought was
real | Seems like its been thrown away | How she gonna live | Its OK she dont want the world | A brand new morning shines | As she wakes up
alone again | This time to face the day | She swears this time to make it | As she simply walks away | And its OK she dont want the world
All songs written by Arnold, Roberts, Harrell & Henderson. Escatawpa Songs/UMPG (BMI)
BRAD ARNOLD TODD HARRELL
CHRIS HENDERSON GREG UPCHURCH
MATT ROBERTS
3 Doors Down are...
BRAD ARNOLD: I would like to thank God for his love and grace within my life. I would like to thank my mother
and father along with all my brothers and sisters for every prayer you've ever said and for being the best family I could ever
have. Jen, thank you for being my angel. Thank you to my band mates, my brothers. Phin, Gary, Conrad, thank you guys for mak-
ing it happen. To all of our crew family; thank you guys for working so hard to keep this ball rollin. Everyone at Universal, thanks
for all your hard work. To all of my friends in Escatawpa for always being my friends...Jud, you still ain't right! Tracy and Becca
Lawrence, thanks for looking out for us. Mike Evans thank ya bro! To everyone who has believed in this band and stood beside
us, thank you. And to all of our fans, the greatest in the world, thank you for all of your support, and thank you from the
bottom of my heart for allowing us to live in a dream. I would also like to especially thank every man, woman and family of our
armed forces. Thank you for your sacrifice so that we can be free. God Bless You.
MATT ROBERTS: Would like to thank God for giving me the strength and ability, my loving family, Rob Nashida
and everyone at Ibanez guitars. Jeff Genzler and everyone at Genz Benz, Ken Fermaglich and everyone at The Agency Group,
Johnny K., Kirk Kelsey, Gary Pettus, Jeff Chase, my manager Phin Daly, Monte Lipman, Avery Lipman, Tom Mackay, Mel
Lewinter, Doug Morris and everyone at Universal/Republic.
TODD HARRELL: Would like to thank the boys in the band, Brad, Matt, Chris and Greg, my beautiful daughter Jett,
my Mom and Dad. Jon Nicholson, Johnny K, Kirk Kelsey, Phin and Gary, Judah, Jeff Chase and the rest of the crew. And most
of all our fans. Thank you.
CHRIS HENDERSON: Would like to thank Brad Arnold, Todd Harrell, Greg Upchurch, Matt Roberts, Phin Daly, Gary
Pettus and Kirk Kelsey. We have accomplished some amazing things and have been through it all together, and I Truly love you
guys! Paul Reed Smith, Winn Krozack, Grover Duvall and everyone at PRS Guitars for believing in 3 Doors Down as well as myself
and for making and letting me play the greatest guitars in the world! Chris would also like to thank Hughes and Kettner, Dave
Mills at Mills Acoustics for never compromising quality or integrity and for making the greatest guitar cabinets ever invented!
Steve Carr at Carr Amplification. Bob Borbonus at Taylor Guitars, thank you. I would like to send out a special thank you to Jason
Cook, Jeff Chase and Zack Meyers for keeping me in tune and for being my friends. I would like to thank my wife, Tonya, and my
girls Konnor and Perryn for letting me live my dream! And Id like to thank Corey and Channing. I would like to thank Bobby Capps
from 38 Special for being there for me throughout this process and for all the advice and friendship, it really means a lot to me
Bobby, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Billy Joe and Lynn Henry at Billy Joes Tattoos in Nashville. Jeff Williams
at Hip Studios in Hendersonville, for giving me a place to practice and hang out. I would like to thank Mark Tremonti and Bill Peck
for the jam sessions. Last, but not least, Id like to thank all the 3 Doors Down fans! You have made all of my, and my
families, dreams come true, ten fold! And I will always love you!!!!!!!!!!
GREG UPCHURCH: Would like to thank Noelle and Jackson, Mom and Dad, Henry Lasiter, Jody Upchurch, Keith, Buddy,
Leanne, Joe, Malinda, Fletch, Shawn and Michelle, Hammer, Brian, Toohey, Paul Phillips, Snort, Mark Smith, Doc Bradley and
family, Gail, Andrew and Adriane, Ken and Char, Hugh Pollard, Teresina, Rudy, Jeremiah, Gary Krieger, Kathy and Hap, Hugh and
Lisa, Kelly Fisher, Gary P., Phin, our awesome crew, Rick Roach, Brookins, Leslie Voyles, Bob Stoops, Bobby Capps, The Glenn
Family, Johnny K., Kat Murphy, Doug Sonders, Danny and Rick, John and Janet McCann, Crisper, Alain and Natasha, Chris
Cornell, Puddle of Mudd, Heart, and, of course, my band. Brad, Chris, Matt and Todd.
Management: Phin Daly for Marathon Music Mgmt. | Tour Manager: Gary Pettus for Long Road Touring | Booking: Ken
Fermaglich & Geoff Meall for The Agency Group | Business: Aaron Van Duyne, Linda Kerr & Angus Vail for Whitehat Mgt. |
Charity: Mark Smith, Crisper Stanford, Teresa Smith & Peggy OBrien for The Better Life Foundation | Attorney: Bill
Randolph for Janvey Gordon | Staff Photographer: Doug Sonders for DSp | Press: WebsterPR | Internet: Daren Searcy & Mark
Weiss for Artist Arena | On-Line Mktg: Echo | Produced by: Johnny K. | Engineered by: Johnny K. & Kirk Kelsey | Mixed by:
Andy Wallace | Mix Assistant: John OMahoney | Mastering: George Marino for Sterling Sound | Digital Editing & Additional
Production: Kirk Kelsey Recorded at: Squire Hill Road in Orlando, FL | Mixed at: East Iris Recording Studio in Nashville, TN |
Second Engineers: Heather Sturm & Mike Paragone Strings Composed by: Johnny K. | Strings Arranged by: Kris Wilkinson |
Performed by: David Davidson, David Angell, John Catchings & Kris Wilkinson Strings Recorded at: Sound Kitchen | A&R: Tom
Mackay | Assistant Engineer: Steve Beers | Cover Photo: Doug Sonders | Additional Photographs: Chapman Baehler | Creative
Director: Sandy Brummels | Art Direction & Design: Christopher Kornmann for spit and image, NYC
3 Doors Down would like to thank: Sara Evans and Jon Nicholson, Big Kenny, James
Otto, Damien Horn, Randy Houser, Cory Gierman, Deanna Kay and Paddy McGrew. Kenny Chesney, Shannon Lawson,
Widespread Panic, Chris Cornell, Rascal Flatts, Jason Aldean, Three Days Grace, Breaking Benjamin, Seether, A-Rod, Brad
Paisley, Hank Williams Jr., Tommy Shaw and Jack Blades (Shaw Blades), Hanson and Charlie Daniels, Johnny Damon, Dale Jr.,
The Kenny Stabler XOXO Foundation, Kelley E. Elledge, Michael Waltrip, Reed Sorenson, Jack Sprague, Regan Smith, Kraig
Kinser, Josh Wise, Rick Crawford, David Starr, Dennis Setzer and Kevin Harvick, The Buffalo Bills, NY Jets, Tampa Bay
Buccaneers, Carolina Panthers & Hurricanes, New Orleans Saints and the Miami Dolphins, the Hard Rock Biloxi Rock Spa,
diZerega Designs, Paull&Paull Jewelers and Ruths Chris Steakhouse, for their help with TBLF 07.
Antoine Fuqua, Kat, Julien, Dave Marinaccio, Jessica Boyle, Col. Michael Jones and the Army National Guard for all their hard
work on Citizen/Soldier.
Friends & Family: Brad Hardin and Jamie Prince, Kenny Vest, Doug Sonders, Johnny K, Roger and Bridget
Bourgets, Craig and Becky Frost, Holly Holland, Dale Jr., Crisper Stanford, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Maureen Crowe, Ted Green and
Brenner Van Meter at Modern Mgmt., all of our friends in The Muzik Mafia. Kevin Wilson and everyone at ESPN, Bobby Daly,
Damien Stalter and Jason Daly. D. Scott Miller, Russell Doussan, John Ruffino, Gary Weinberger, Rick Franks, Bob Roux, Kenny
Dichter and Stephen Nitkin from Marquis Jet. Julie Fermaglich and the boys, David Galea, and Jacquelin Giffune, Geoff Meall
and Clare Utting from The Agency Group. We would also like to thank Briana Worley and everyone at Posh in Nashville, and
Cody Kevan and the gang at Buckle in Cool Springs, for their support.
Doug Morris, Mel Lewinter, Monte Lipman, Avery Lipman, Tom Mackay, Kim Garner, Michael Reinert, Pat Monaco and Wayne
Chernin, Joel Klaiman, David Nathan, Imran Majid, Serena Gallagher, Sandra Brummels, and Beth Bogdan...and, of course, the
one and only, Mr. Dave Downey. We also wish to thank Brett Alperowitz, Cameo Carlson, Lisa Linder, Sam Frank, Wendy Quock,
Kirk Harding, Lori Lambert, Frank Arigo, Jerry Juste, Dennis Blair, Heather Kitson, Mike Nazzaro, Jonathan Jacobs, Leah
Streetman, Toby Russell, Ray Vaughn, Howie Pivar, Kathy Marchetti, Tim Wallen and EVERYONE AT UNIVERSAL/REPUBLIC.
David Renzer, Tom Sturges, Anthony Saragueta, Gary Miller, Brian 2-4-2 Lambert and Robert Allen. Pat Higdon and Kent
Earls and all of our new friends in Nashville. EVERYONE AT UMPG. Thank you.
Del Bryant, and Samantha Cox and everyone at BMI Publishing.
THE DREAM TEAM: Conrad Coriz, Mark Thompson, Tom Willhelm, Kirk Kelsey, Daniela Vasquez, Matt Mills,
Judah Siegel, Jeff Chase, Jason Cook, Tim Sharkey and Herman Nadrowski.
We would also like to thank...Rob Nishida at Ibanez/Hosino USA, Jeff Genzler at Genz Benz, James Pennebaker at Fender
Guitars, Paul Reed Smith at PRS Guitars. As well as KORG USA, Hughes and Kettner, DW Drums, Zildjian, D Addario. Dunlop,
Ampeg, and all of our friends at Monster.
Gary would also like to thank, Peggy OBrien for being a supportive, loving and understanding wife. Wed like to thank Peggy
for maintaining the Fan Club and for her work as the newly appointed curator for TBLF.
All the folks that help out with the tours, the making of this record, and the donations of time and equipment to TBLF
every year! They deserve a HUGE Thank You.
Robert McKinley & Robert Ausmus and the staff at LD Systems, Bret Siegel and Apple Computers, Larry Thomas at Christi Lites,
Julie Cherrington at Westgate Travel, Joe & Zann at Rock-It Cargo and Mark and Teresa Smith for their endless work with The
Better Life Foundation.
All of our friends at Radio!!!!
And of course, All Our Fans!!!!!
In loving memory of...Mike Lutz & Rose McGathy & Eloise Bryan