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​The Fighters

This song is by Chad Brownlee and appears on the album The Fighters (2014).

4am call comes in, five alarm
Here we go again, the same old drill
That's someone's wife and kids.
Hope's it's a story he can live to tell
But he ain't thinking about saving himself
When you face the fire you ain't afraid of
Walking through hell.

Here's to the fighters, the survivors
The knock down, get up, keep on swingin' all-nighters.
Here's to the all in, again and again
Give it all we got until the end.
For ones who rise above a little bit higher,
Here's to the fighters.

It was after five he should have been home
She started to worry, dinner got cold,
And just like that, she was all alone.
With mouths to feed, bills to pay
Works two jobs every night and day.
So damn strong and full of love
That's damn hard then it ever was.

Here's to the fighters, the survivors
The knock down, get up, keep on swingin' all-nighters.
Here's to the all in, again and again
Give it all we got until the end.
For ones who rise above a little bit higher,
Here's to the fighters.
Here's to the fighters.

Eight years old still growin' up
Yeah he oughta' be playing with his Tonka trucks
Instead he's losing his hair, hooked up to all of this stuff.

Here's to the fighters, the survivors,
The knock down, get up, keep on swingin' all-nighters.
Here's to the all in, again and again
Give it all we got until the end.
The ones who rise above a little bit higher,

Yeah the ones who make the world a little bit brighter.
Here's to the fighters.
Here's to the fighters.
The fighters.

Written by:

Chad Brownlee and M. Merrett