Underdog piano leadsheet with chords

She was walk ing in the street,

looked up and no ticed he was name less,

he was home less.

She asked him his name and told him what hers was.

He gave her a sto ry 'bout life,

with a glint in his eye and a cor ner of a smile.

One con ver sa tion, a sim ple mo ment.

The things that change us,

if we no tice,

when we look up some times.

I would nev er make it,

but I was built to break the mold.

The on ly dream that I've been chas ing is my own.

So I sing a song for the hus tlers trad ing at the bus stop,

sin gle moth ers wait ing on a check to come,

young teach ers, stu dent doc tors,

sons on the front line know ing they don't get to run.

This goes out to the un der dog:

Keep on keep ing at what you love,

and you'll find that some day,

soon e nough, you will rise up,

rise up, yeah.

She's rid ing in a tax i back to the kitch en,

talk ing to the driv er 'bout his wife and his chil dren.

On the run from a coun try where they put you in pris on for be ing a wom an and speak ing your mind.

And she looked in his

Ev 'ry bod y rise up.

You're gon na rise up.

Must sing a song for the (Hus tlers wait ing at the bus stop,

moth ers wait ing on a check to come,

young teach ers, stu dent doc tors,

sons on the front line know ing they don't get to run.)

This goes out to the un der dog:

Keep on keep ing at what you love,

and you'll find that some day,

soon e nough, you will rise up,

rise up, yeah.