AmBm7b5 If my man was fighting, some unholy war;
E7 I would be be-hind him.
AmBm7b5 Straight, shook up beside him, with strength he didn't know.
E7 It's you I'm fighting for.
Bbmaj7AmBbmaj7Am He can't lose with me in tow, I refuse to let him go.
DmDm/maj Dm7GmFE7 At his side and drunk on pride, we wait for the blo-ow.
AmBbmaj7 We put it in writing, but who you writing for?
E7 Just us on kitchen floor.
AmBm7b5 Justice done, reciting, my stomach standing still,
E7 Like you're reading my will.
Bbmaj7Am He still stands, in spite of what his scars say,
Bbmaj7Am I'll battle, 'till this bit-ter finale.
DmDm/maj Dm7GmFE7 Just me, my dignity, and this guitar case.
AmBm7b5 Yes, if my man is fighting, some un-holy war,
E7 And I will stand beside you.
AmBm7b5E7 But who you fighting for? B, I would have died too; I'd of liked to.
AmAm/maj GmFE If my man was fight-ing,
AmAm/maj GmFE Some un-holy war.
Am If my man was fighting.
AmBm7b5E7Bbmaj7DmDm/maj Dm7GmFAm/maj