(Verse 1) If you can keep your head held high When all the world is losing theirs, If you can face the endless “why” And still believe the world still cares— If you can wait and not give in, Or speak the truth when others spin, If you can dream and still stay true, Then every dawn belongs to you. (Chorus) Hold the line, my son, hold the line, Through every doubt, through every climb. When the storm begins to rise, Just lift your heart and close your eyes— You’ll find the strength you’ve always known, To stand your ground, to make it home. (Verse 2) If you can take the hits of life, And build again with hands still worn, If you can walk through loss and strife, And laugh in spite of being torn— If you can love without control, And guard the fire within your soul, If you can give and not grow tired, Then you’re the proof the world required. (Chorus) Hold the line, my son, hold the line, Through every doubt, through every climb. When the storm begins to rise, Just lift your heart and close your eyes— You’ll find the strength you’ve always known, To stand your ground, to make it home. (Bridge) There’s grace in falling, truth in pain, The sun will always rise again. And when the dark feels endless still, You’ll find the dawn by force of will. (Chorus – reprise) Hold the line, my son, hold the line, The world will bend, but you’ll be fine. And when you stand, when all have gone, You’ll be a man—my son.