The Fights On Me

In For The fight And Well Worth Fighting For

By Paul McCann

Some of us are born with our fists clenched with our guard up while others are on the ropes just trying to get up as best we can but whatever and however far we have to go , we see out the distance as best we can   We learn to roll with the punches , give and take , step back then move ahead.

We fight to survive and stay alive . Even if we get knocked down , we get up again and keep fighting on because life is not easy for most of us . We fight the good fight and try our very best ,
God loves a trier , no matter what the outcome is , if we fall down , we get up again , if we loose we try and try again .
In for the fight , life is worth fighting for . Along the way we are trained in many aspects of life , we are coached , we are supported and we show up every day to fight again .

That is the background ground behind a new song I wrote and just for you  here are the lyrics of the song .

 

The Fights On Me

By Paul McCann

 

I’m working all week without a break ,

tell me how much can a poor boy take ,

its Boxing day tomorrows coming ,

I’ve got a dream , I’ll tell you something ,

They’re going to see the tiger in  me  ,

open up the cage and det me free ,

nothing can tame the fighter in me ,

I’m a wild child running free ,

take a front seat , one , two , three ,

ring that bell. The fights on me .

I can hear the roar of people shouting ,

seconds out  and no one’s doubting ,

a first round knock out it will be ,

a left jab, uppercut , they will see ,

the fastest fight in history , 

there’ll be no kid gloves on me ,

the only contender in this town ,

fast and furious , putting them down ,

one. two , three , ring that bell .

the fights on me

 

Hear the thuds , roll with the punches .

spit that dummy , on your hunches, 

one two three ,the fights on me ,

one two three . the fights on me ,

one two three , the fights on me .

one two three ,the fights on me.

 

Rumble tumble now he starts to sway,

the crowd all scream, “Put Him Away”

he’s on the floor with nothing left ,

referee counts , he takes a breath ,

back the corner  now he’s on the floor

he’s out on the floor ,

the tiger in me starts  to roar ,

its over and done for another day ,

there’ll be another fight coming your way ,

take a front seat , one , two . three ,

ring that bell , the fights on me ….

The fights on me , the fights on me ,

the fights on me     

 

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