Fight I Couldn't Win Lyrics - Keni Thomas

Eighth grade, standing my ground 

Outweighed by at least 30 pounds 

Oh, Willie T. James 

Meanest boy in the school 

Toe to toe outside of homeroom 

Like two gunslingers in the hall at high noon 

Theres no backing down now 

Youd just look like a fool 

Somebody had to stand up to him 

I stood up, and got knocked back down again 

Thats a fight I couldnt win 

Stumbling for words on the phone 

Dads trying to tell me why hes not coming home 

Its your mother and me 

Boy, its not your fault 

So its one weekend a month 

And a summer vacation 

Made a special trip back, for my graduation 

Said, Im proud of you, son... take good care of your Mom 

I tried to be a man and hold it in 

I didnt want to cry in front of him 

Thats a fight I couldnt win 

And sometimes youve got to let go 

Sometimes youre gonna lose 

You try to choose your battles 

But sometimes they choose you 

Soldiers holding our ground 

Shots ringing out, and the men going down 

We were caught in harms way 

Way too far from home 

Well its not about pride or the headline story 

Not for the country, or even Old Glory 

At times like that, youre trying to bring each other back home 

I ran over to help my friend 

I tried to keep the life inside of him 

Mm, hm... I tried 

Thats a fight I couldnt win 

Thats a fight I couldnt win