Reba McEntire Follow

I was born three months too early
The doctor gave me thirty days
But I must've had my mama's will
And God's amazing grace

I guess I'll keep on livin'
Even if this love's to die for
'Cause your bags are packed and I ain't cryin'
You're walkin' out and I'm not trying
To change your mind 'cause I was born to be

Chorus:
The baby girl without a chance
A victim of circumstance
The one who oughta give up, but she's just
Too hard headed
A single mom who works two jobs
Who loves her kids and never stops
With gentle hands and the heart of a fighter
I'm a survivor

I don't believe in self
-pity
It only brings you down
May be the queen of broken hearts
But I don't hide behind the crown
When the deck is stacked against me
I just play a different game
My roots are planted in the past
And though my life is changin' fast
Who I am is who I wanna be

Repeat Chorus

A single mom who works two jobs
Who loves her kids and never stops
With gentle hands and the heart of a fighter
I'm a survivor

But I must've had my mama's will
And God's amazing grace