If my man was fighting
some unholy war
I would be behind him
Straight shook up
beside him
With strength
he didn't know
it's you I'm fighting for
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 blow
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
He still stands
in spite of what
his scars say
And I'll battle
till this bitter finale
just me
my dignity and
this guitar case
Yeh, yeh my man
is fighting
some unholy war
and I will stand
beside yo..u
But who you dying for
be I would have
died too
I'd of liked to
if my man was fighting
Some unholy wa...r
i..f my man
was fighting