Underdog - Live From Auditorio Nacional Mexico City, Mexico

作曲：Alicia Augello-Cook,Ed Sheeran,Johnny McDaid,Foy Vance,Jonny Coffer,Amy Wadge

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

She was walking in the street

Looked up and noticed

He was nameless

He was homeless

She asked him his name

And told him what hers was

He gave her a story 'bout life

With a glint in his eye

And a corner of a smile

One conversation, a simple moment

The things that change us, if we notice

When we look up, sometimes

They said I would never make it

But I was built to break the mold

The only dream that I've been chasing is my own

So I sing a song for the hustlers

Trading at the bus stop

Single mothers

Waiting on a check to come

Young teachers

Student doctors

Sons on the front line

Knowing they don't get to run

This goes out to the Underdog

Keep on keeping at what you love

You'll find that someday soon enough

You will rise up, rise up, yeah

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

She's riding in a taxi

Back to the kitchen

Talking to the driver

'Bout his wife and his children

On the run from a country

Where they put you in prison

For being a woman

And speaking your mind

And she looked in his eyes

In the mirror and he smiled

One conversation, a single moment

The things that change us if we notice

When we look up sometimes

They said I would never make it

But I was built to break the mold

The only dream that I've been chasing is my own

So I sing a song for the hustlers

Trading at the bus stop

Single mothers

Waiting on a check to come

Young teachers

Student doctors

Sons on the front line

Knowing they don't get to run

This goes out to the Underdog

Keep on keeping at what you love

You'll find that someday soon enough

You will rise up, rise up, yeah

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Everybody rise up

You gonna rise up, ayy

I sing a song for the hustlers

Trading at the bus stop

Single mothers

Waiting on a check to come

Young teachers

Student doctors

Sons on the front line (yeah)

Knowing they don't get to run

This goes out to the Underdog

Keep on keeping at what you love

You'll find that someday soon enough

You will rise up, rise up, yeah

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh