Boxing With God

My father stays in his room in South Carolina
He once was a mighty man
My mother feels the fear rise up inside her
She thinks it's the beginning of the end

He's boxing with God
He's showing all his stuff
And it may not be enough
But he's a fighter
He's boxing with God
He's goin' round for round
And he might be slowing down
But he's no quitter

My youngest child is now an angel
She lived her whole life in eleven years
I've never known anyone who was braver
I can't believe she's gone, but she is

She's boxing with God
She's showing all her stuff
And it wasn't quite enough
But she's a fighter
She's boxing with God
And it's all in the plan
I'll never understand
But it don't matter

I get in my car and drive to New York City
I'm trying to lose myself on some highway
A mile for every teardrop that has fallen
I hope there's something there to ease my pain

I'm boxing with God
I'm showing all my stuff
And it's probably not enough
But I'm a fighter
I'm boxing with God
And I swear I see his face
Then He's gone without a trace
But I surrender
I'm boxing with God
I'm going round for round
And I might be goin' down
But I'm no quitter