Intro : (x2)
Well we b usted out of class
Had to get aw ay from those fools
We learned m ore from a three minute record baby
Than we e ver learned in s chool
Tonight I h ear the neigbourhood drummer sound
I can f eel my heart begin to pound
You say you're t ired and you just want to close your eyes
And f ollow your dreams d own
Well we m ade a p romise we swore we'd a lways rem ember
No ret reat baby n o surr ender
Like s oldiers in the w inter's night with a v ow to def end
No ret reat baby n o surr ender
Well n ow young faces grow sad and old
And h earts of fire grow cold
We s wore blood brothers against the wind
Now I'm r eady to grow y oung again
And h ear your sister's voice calling us home
Ac ross the open yard
Well maybe w e can cut someplace of our own
With these d rums and these g uitars
Cos we m ade a p romise we swore we'd a lways rem ember
No ret reat baby n o surr ender
Blood b rothers in the s tormy night with a v ow to def end
No ret reat baby n o surr ender
(x2)
Well now o n the streets tonight the lights grow dim
The w alls of my room are closing in
There's a w ar outside still raging
You say it aint o urs anymore to w in
I want to s leep beneath peaceful skies
I n my lover's bed
With the w ide open country in my eyes
And these rom antic dreams in my h ead
Because we m ade a p romise we swore we'd a lways rem ember
No ret reat baby n o surr ender
Blood b rothers in the s tormy night with a v ow to def end
No ret reat baby n o surr ender
No ret reat baby n o surr ender
