Aberdeen Green - The Fighting Type Lyrics

I fell in love at seventeen
With a man in black and his fiery ring
A dangerous mistake I made
When I thought that I could live with him

A miner's daughter tough as coal
Could ride in the devil's rodeo
My daddy begged me not to go
Another dream gone up in smoke

Chorus
I will sing
Till your concrete ships come sailing in
The sound will ring
Till your black and broken gates open
I will be the kind of mean you like
I'm the fighting type

You barely keep your heart alive
A steady beating compromise
You locked the door, the key is gone
You clipped my wings, I kept my song

Repeat Chorus

I will sing
I will sing

It's the sounds of the strings, it's a drug, it's a dream, it's the holes in my boots
It's a know heartache, it's a grand mistake, it's a win, it's a lose
But you run and hide
You don't know, so you run and hide

Repeat Chorus

Repeat Chorus

I'm the fighting type