Text: Ben Kweller. Changing Horses. Fight.

He is a trucker burning the highway
His heart is strong as stone
Counting them yard lines passing them hard times
Riding that black top home

You gotta fight, fight, fight, fight all the way
You gotta fight, fight, fight all the way
You gotta set your sight on the Lord in your life
You gotta fight till your dying day

She is an intern fighting the love burn
Rolling out tears like a wave, oh, oh
That angel's boy friend left her with nothing
But she'll never be his slave

You gotta fight, fight, fight, fight all the way
You gotta fight, fight, fight all the way
You gotta set your sight on the Lord in your life
You gotta fight till your dying day

Well, I'm like my grandma, short but I stand tall
Playing every single card that's dealt to me
You know some days are aces and some days are faces
Well, some days are twos and threes

So you gotta fight, fight, fight, fight all the way
You gotta fight, fight, fight all the way, all the way
You gotta set your sight on the Lord in your life
You gotta fight till your dying day

You gotta fight, fight, fight, fight all the way
You gotta fight, fight, fight all the way
You gotta set your sight on the Lord in your life
You gotta fight till your dying day
You gotta fight till your dying day
You gotta fight till your dying day