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  1. The Fighter

From the recording The Fighter

A song for my nephew Cole-trayne Everett Waines. 

Lyrics

I met a kid, he was a fighter Never been beat, never knocked down I placed my bet, cus I'm a gambler And I've never been one to push the gift horse around... The match was hard, it don't come easy We held our breath, the rounds were long We saw your smile, knew you were hungry You were never gonna ever let anything push you down... The world may try to drag you in But you wear the crown And you're number one Cus you're the fighter... You knocked your head, said it was nothin' You fell down, we stood and stared You came around, no use in fussin' Cus there ain't nobody else but you who can wear your crown... The world may try to drag you in, But you are strong You ain't goin' down Cus you're the fighter... You washed your hands, now you are ready Kiss of death, not today You stand proud, victory is glory And you know that no one can ever take this feeling out... The world can never drag you in Cus they're all clowns And you're number one Cus you're the fighter The world can never drag you in Cus you wear the crown And you're number one Cus you're the fighter...