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

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

The baby girl without a chance
A victim of circumstance
The one who ought to 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
Maybe the queen of broken hearts
But I won't hide behind the crown
And 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 changing fast
Who I am is who I want to be

The baby girl without a chance
A victim of circumstance
The one who ought to 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

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

Oh, I must have had my mama's will
And God's amazing grace

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Writer(s): Phillip White, Shelby Kennedy