Fighter

I made this video (uploaded to YouTube to share) to reflect on Sam's year for his 3rd birthday...from baby to little man for sure in a year!  A lot has changed and in some ways we've come a really long way!!

I originally uploaded the song "Fighter" by Gym Class Hero's but copywright laws restrict me from sharing that version online - plus Mudpie #1 (age 11) says it is not an appropriate song because it has the word "hell" in it.  

Lyrics retrieved here: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/gymclassheroes/thefighter.html

"The Fighter"

(feat. Ryan Tedder​)

Just waking up in the morning

And to be well,

Quite honest with ya,

I ain't really sleep well

Ya ever feel like your train of thought's been derailed?

That's when you press on - Lee nails

Half the population's just waitin to see me fail

Yeah right, you're better off trying to freeze hell

Some of us do it for the females

And others do it for the retail

But I do it for the kids, life threw the towel in on

Everytime you fall it's only making your chin strong

And I'll be in your corner like mick, baby, til the end

Or when you hear a song from that big lady

[Bridge]

Until the referee rings the bell

Until both your eyes start to swell

Until the crowd goes home

What we gonna do ya'll?

[Chorus - Ryan Tedder]

Give em hell, turn their heads

Gonna live life til we're dead.

Give me scars, give me pain

Then they'll say of me, say of me, say of me

There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter

Here comes the fighter

That's what they'll say of me, say of me, say of me,

This one's a fighter

[Verse 2]

And if I can last thirty rounds

There's no reason you should ever have your head down

Six foot five, two hundred and twenty pounds

Hailing from rock bottom, loserville, nothing town

Text book version of a kid going nowhere fast

And now I'm yelling "kiss my ass"

It's gonna take a couple right hooks, a few left jabs

For you to recognize you really ain't got it bad

[Bridge]

Until the referee rings the bell

Until both your eyes start to swell

Until the crowd goes home

What we gonna do ya'll?

[Chorus - Ryan Tedder]

Give em hell, turn their heads

Gonna live life til we're dead.

Give me scars, give me pain

Then they'll say of me, say of me, say of me

There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter

Here comes the fighter

That's what they'll say of me, say of me, say of me,

This one's a fighter

Everybody put yo hands up

What we gonna do? [x7] ya'll

If you fall pick yourself up off the floor (get up)

And when your bones can't take no more (c'mon)

Just remember what you're here for

Cuz I know Imma damn sure

Give em hell, turn their heads

Gonna live life til we're dead.

Give me scars, give me pain

Then they'll say of me, say of me, say of me

There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter

Here comes the fighter

That's what they'll say of me, say of me, say of me,

This one's a fighter

'Til the referee rings the bell

'Til both ya eyes start to swell

'Til the crowd goes home,

What we gonna do kid?