| It’s the dawn to duskers
|
| Tough knuckle busters
|
| Living on coffee black
|
| It’s the made of steel
|
| Leave it all on the fielders
|
| Always got your back
|
| It’s the single mom, gettin' off that double
|
| Tucking her boy in bed
|
| Barely makin' rent, but she’s gonna raise him
|
| Just as strong as she is
|
| Here’s to the fighters, lone survivors
|
| One’s that run right into the fire
|
| Solid as a rock, givin' all they got
|
| And then some, so let’s raise one
|
| To the superstars in our neighborhood
|
| Not the ones on the screen out in Hollywood
|
| To the all in, never quit, true grit few that we know
|
| Here’s to heroes
|
| It’s that teacher
|
| Who always believed
|
| You would change the world one day
|
| It’s the farmer in a field
|
| Planting your next meal
|
| Praying for luck and rain
|
| It’s the face of a nurse seeing loss, feeling hurt
|
| Wishing she could’ve done more than she did
|
| But she goes back in come 7 AM
|
| To fill a new bed again
|
| Here’s to the fighters, lone survivors
|
| One’s that run right into the fire
|
| Solid as a rock, givin' all they got
|
| And then some, so let’s raise one
|
| To the superstars in our neighborhood
|
| Not the ones on the screen out in Hollywood
|
| To the all in, never quit, true grit few that we know
|
| Here’s to heroes
|
| Our biggest life game changers
|
| Ain’t always the front page makers
|
| So don’t you think it’s time that you and I
|
| Raise 'em high
|
| Here’s to the fighters, lone survivors
|
| One’s that run right into the fire
|
| Solid as a rock, givin' all they got
|
| And then some, so let’s raise one
|
| To the superstars in our neighborhood
|
| Not the ones on the screen out in Hollywood
|
| To the all in, never quit, true grit few that we know
|
| Here’s to heroes
|
| Here’s to heroes |