Listen Isa don't you cry,
I can tell you've seen a fight,
All that's hurt is just your pride,
It's not a matter of which side I'm on,
Not for all the bottles,
Or a million dollars,
Would I ever trade my fire,
Listen brother don't be mad,
Isa's scared she's lost the boy that she once had,
You know she's proud that you're a dad,
It must be hard with all the changes,
Not for all the bottles,
Or a million dollars,
Would I ever trade my fire,
And if it came tomorrow,
I would give my coulud soul,
Just to see you smile again,
Listen Isa don't cry...