Men commit murder and all sorts of mayhem, in a few years they're back on the streets. Highway robbery and white collar crime, and they laugh at the system they beat.

The men who could not fight, in a war that didn't seem right. You let them come home, America.

Was an American archetype, the bad guy with the big heart.

Got my Allman Brothers cassettes stacked up on the dash, got some Jack back in the trunk and a tank full of gas.

Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love.

I'm just a man, no more or no less. Bad as the worst, good as the best.

Heroes put to the test, keeping a promise, doing their best.