Father's given six months to live,
Just don't have the strength like he did,
A hard rain it is falling they say,
But I'll be here to stand in its way.
Fighting since the day we are born
Keep fighting till the last breath we draw
Mother she knows that every day is taking its toll
She prays to god, she tells me he knows,
I spoke to him and I told him that I won't let you go
There's a thunderstorm beginning to blow
Release that fire from the pit of your soul
There's a thunderstorm beginning to blow
Release that fire from the pit of your soul
Fighting since the day we are born
Keep fighting till the last breath we draw
Fighting since the day we are born
The darkest hour's always just before the dawn
Here I stand and sing my song to you my love, so just hold on
Don't leave now, come stay up late, TV is on, heaven can wait
Writer(s): Jonathan Jeremiah Dawson
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