sexta-feira, 1 de fevereiro de 2008

some unholy war


If my man was fightin',
Some unholy war, I would be behind him,
Straight shook up beside him,
With strength he didn't know, it's you I'm
fightin' for,
He can't lose with me in tow,
I refuse to let him go,
At his side and drunk on pride,
We wait, for the blow

We put it in writin'
But who you writin' for?
Just us on kitchen floor,
Justice done, recitin',
my stomach standin' still,
Like you're readin' my will,
He still stands in spite of what his scars say
and I'll battle till this bitter finale,
Just me, my dignity and this guitar case

yeah, yeah, my man is fighting some unholy war
And I will stand beside you,
Who you dying for?
B - I woulda died too,
I'da like to, if my man was fightin'
Some unholy war
If my man was fightin'