Lyrics
Her hairstyle was a granny bun
Her dress was one she'd made
I think her shoes belonged to pilgrims
That's what they look like anyway
But she could make good biscuits
And she could make your day
She made the devil nervous
Every time that she would pray
That's what champions are made of
Those we looked up to, heroes of our day
That's what champions are made of
They gave us hope along the way
His English sure was butchered
His hair was sometimes too
His checked pants with his striped shirt
Sure kept us quite confused
But his hands were rough from working hard
To keep his family fed
He took our needs to God at night
While we slept in our bed
That's what champions are made of
Those we looked up to, heroes of our day
That's what champions are made of
They gave us hope along the way
A lot of things have changed today
And yesterdays are gone
But give us back our fear for God
And let's trust in Him alone
Oh, that's what champions are made of
Those we looked up to, heroes of our day
That's what champions are made of
They gave us hope along the way
They gave us hope along the way