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 [bad word] 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 
 I'll battle till this bitter finale 
 Just me, my dignity and this guitar case 

 Yes my man is fighting some unholy war 
 And I will stand beside you 
 Who you fighting for 
 - I would have died too 
 I'd of liked to 
 If my man was fighting 
 Some unholy war 
 If my man was fighting