Song Lyrics

Father was killed right in front of his eyes,
Never understood it, didn’t know why.
Brother was killed the very same way,
Maybe he’ll see ‘em again someday.
Sometimes he run, tears comin’ out of his eyes;
He’s got so much pain locked up inside.
He take it out on the heavy bag.
Take it out when he spar.

(Chorus)
Every time he fight you see, this is for his family.
Every time he fight you see, he prays for his family.
Every time he fight you see, this is for his family.
This is for my father, this is for my brother,
this is for my sister, this is for my mother.

Sometimes he run tears comin’ out of his eyes,
He’s got so much pain locked up inside.
He take it out on the heavy bag.
Take it out when he spar.
(Repeat Chorus)

Thought he would jump off the Fourth Street Bridge,
take his own life. Something inside said no son,
no, that ain’t right. All you can do is,
the very best, best that you can.
Make us so proud now, fight like a man.
(Repeat Chorus)

Christine Rosander vocals, piano
Linda Jackson vocals
Jane Getz piano, keyboards, vocals
Bob Tucker guitars, programming
Dan Lutz bass
Chris Blondel drums

© Rosander Music (ASCAP)