Текст песни Underdog

I am so weak and i'm so tired It's hard for me to Find enough strength to feed the fires That fuel my ego And consequently all my pride Has all but died Which leaves me Down on my knees Back to the place i should've started from Been beat up Been broken down Nowhere but up When you're faced down On the ground I'm in last place If i place at all But there's hope for this underdog! That's the way uh huh we like it That's the way uh huh we like it They call me the underdog! I'm in this race to win a prize The odds against me The world has plans for my demise What they don't see is That the winner is not judge by his small size But by the substitute he picks to Run the race and mine's already won Underdog. I wince everytime I say the word. Especially in connection with Jesus. Yet as I read the birth stories about Jesus. I can not help but conclude that although the world may be tilted toward the rich and powerful. God, hallelujah in His mercy, is still on the side of the Underdog!