Got my eyes on the prize and I'm not gonna lie
Got some money in my pocket and it's lookin' like I'm gonna wave "bye, bye"
Goodbye
Gonna roll them dice, yah, I'm gonna take a swing
Gonna clear them fences, gonna hear the crowd sing "Goodbye!"
Buh...bye
Got a rusty truck, holdin' onto luck
And I'm drivin' like the Devil with a whiskey clutch
I'm spinnin'- my tires
Got the pedal to the metal and I won't slow down
Got a score to settle and I won't back down - this time
That's right
Got my ear to the ground and I'm not foolin' round
Got a hitch in my gitalong , not fallin' down
Or whinin'- this time
It can sometimes sting but it won't hurt a thing
Them little white lies, only hurt you more inside
That's right. Gonna wave byy bye
(Keep your) Eye on the prize / On the prize
(Got my) Eye on the Prize / that's right