Born Fightin'
My name is James McBride
And I'm almost 19
I sailed away from Derry
To follow some dream
I came to Philadelphia
With a bible in my hand
And God will be my witness
In the promised land
We were born fightin'
And we'll die fightin'
Till we belong
Till we belong
We started pushing south
Down the wilderness trail
Across the Blueridge Mountains
And Virginia Plains
With the Shawnee and the Cherokees
Hiding all around
Left a quarter of our brothers
Laid beneath the ground
We were born fightin'
And we'll die fightin'
Till we belong
Till we belong
Near the Shenandoah Valley
There's a cabin and a church
We built it out of rowan
And the chopped down birch
Now there's an army coming at us
With their red coats on
With their swords and their bayonets
And their muskets drawn
So we fought like devils
And we shouted like hell
And we stood our ground
While those redcoats fell
Then we fell to our knees
And we buried our dead
For the land of the free
That's the price we paid
We were born fightin'
And we'll die fightin'
Till we belong
We were born fightin'
And we'll die fightin'
Till we belong
Till we belong
Till we belong
Till we belong
Until we belong
We were born fightin'
We were born fightin'
We were born fightin'
We were born fightin'
Until we belong
And I'm almost 19
I sailed away from Derry
To follow some dream
I came to Philadelphia
With a bible in my hand
And God will be my witness
In the promised land
We were born fightin'
And we'll die fightin'
Till we belong
Till we belong
We started pushing south
Down the wilderness trail
Across the Blueridge Mountains
And Virginia Plains
With the Shawnee and the Cherokees
Hiding all around
Left a quarter of our brothers
Laid beneath the ground
We were born fightin'
And we'll die fightin'
Till we belong
Till we belong
Near the Shenandoah Valley
There's a cabin and a church
We built it out of rowan
And the chopped down birch
Now there's an army coming at us
With their red coats on
With their swords and their bayonets
And their muskets drawn
So we fought like devils
And we shouted like hell
And we stood our ground
While those redcoats fell
Then we fell to our knees
And we buried our dead
For the land of the free
That's the price we paid
We were born fightin'
And we'll die fightin'
Till we belong
We were born fightin'
And we'll die fightin'
Till we belong
Till we belong
Till we belong
Till we belong
Until we belong
We were born fightin'
We were born fightin'
We were born fightin'
We were born fightin'
Until we belong
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Desmond Warwick, Kieran Goss
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