Good Guys Finish Last
They walk the path, so straight, so true,
Giving their all in all they do.
While others climb on broken trust,
The good guys stand, though ground to dust.
Their hearts are pure, their word a bond,
Yet life moves fast and looks beyond.
But in the end, when all is done,
The race they lost was never won.
For good is timeless, it doesn’t fade,
A mark on hearts, a life well laid.
And though they’re last, their light will stay,
When fleeting fame has passed away.