| She’s tougher than she looks | 
| Her heart has a strong right hook | 
| For all the hard times that we went through | 
| There’s nothing that she wouldn’t do | 
| For me and my baby sister | 
| And that woman in that picture | 
| Ain’t just a woman in that picture | 
| That’s my mama, and I call her | 
| A warrior, a fighter | 
| A get back up, a never say die | 
| A keep on getting stronger | 
| A hanging just a little bit longer | 
| For every one step back there’s two steps forward | 
| A warrior | 
| Up before the sun | 
| And praying to the one that blessed her | 
| With patience and foul tips | 
| Ain’t no doubt this where my mama gets it | 
| That blood in my mama’s veins | 
| She reminds me that it came | 
| From the other woman in that picture | 
| That’s my grandma, and I call her | 
| A warrior, a fighter | 
| A get back up, a never say die | 
| A keep on getting stronger | 
| A hanging just a little bit longer | 
| For every one step back there’s two steps forward | 
| A warrior | 
| The blood that’s in my veins | 
| I know that it came from a warrior, hm, yeah | 
| Oh, yeah, a warrior | 
| Oh, yeah | 
| She’s a warrior, a fighter | 
| A get back up, a never say die | 
| A keep on getting stronger | 
| A hanging just a little bit longer | 
| For every one step back there’s two steps forward | 
| A warrior |