Intro: (Bass): (n.c) Verse 1: If my man was fighting, Some unholy war, I would be be-hind him. Straight, shook up, Beside him, With strength, He didn't know, It's you I'm fighting for. Chorus 1: 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 blo-ow. Verse 2: We put it in writing, But who you writing for? Just us on kitchen floor. Justice done, Reciting, My stomach standing still, Like you're reading my will. Chorus 2: He still stands, In spite of what, His scars say, I'll battle till, This bitter finale. Just me, my dignity, And this guitar case. Verse 3: If, if my man is fighting, Some un-holy war, And I will stand beside you. But who you fighting for? , I would have died too; I'd of liked to. Coda: If my man, Was fight-ing, Some un-holy war. If my man was fighting.