Fightin' Son - Monica Heldal

Fightin' Son

Fightin' Son

Hate all you have seen

You have gone so far away

Deep into your dream

Fightin' Son

With your sword and shields

Fightin' Son

Runnin' to the fields

To get back home

Fightin' Son

Fightin' Son

If you cannot stay

She will always be with you

Please take her away

Fightin' Son

She will come with you

Watch her give, her life

For you

And you are running away from war

A wayward God, will help us serve

But I swear that we’ll go under this world of ours

So won’t you help me when I fall

Fightin' Son

Runnin' from the bays

Leavin' traces as he goes

They’ll soon stop the chase

Fightin' Son

Can you hear the drum

Wanted soldiers

On the run

Are taken down…

And you are running away from war

A wayward God, will help us serve

But I swear that we’ll go under this world of ours

So won’t you help me when I fall

Wanted soldiers

On the run

Are taken down…

Are taken down