I’m a Survivor (Revisited) Reba McEntire

I was born three months too early
The doctor gave me thirty days
But I must have had my momma's will
And God's amazing grace
I guess I'll keep on living
Even if this love's to die for
Cos your bags are packed and I ain't crying
You're walking out and I'm not trying to change your mind
Cos 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 me down
May be the queen of broken hеarts
But I won't hide behind the crown
And whеn 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