Fighting Sons (feat. Truman Brothers)

The border's full of armies closing in on every side

One man conspires to be king while another holds a banner high

Oh and these are troubled times

Blood's been running red day and night

People wonder what will turn the tide

The answer comes as a big surprise

Young men

Who never entered in that covenant

They never buried weapons in the ground

Their mothers taught them faith to never doubt, never doubt no no no

Young men

Brought down their swords on all opposing them

Every one of them came home again, home again

Two thousand fighting sons of Helaman, Helaman

Their parents made a promise never again to shed the blood of man

But someone had to defend and the enemy was closing in

And when all of the sweat and the mud and the blood and dust settled down again

They stood there together every last one of them

Young men

Who never entered in that covenant

They never buried weapons in the ground

Their mothers taught them faith to never doubt, never doubt no no no

Young men

Brought down their swords on all opposing them

Every one of them came home again, home again

Two thousand fighting sons of Helaman, Helaman

Young men

Who never entered in that covenant

They never buried weapons in the ground

Their mothers taught them faith to never doubt, never doubt no no no

Young men

Brought down their swords on all opposing them

Every one of them came home again, home again

Two thousand fighting sons of Helaman, Helaman