[Verse]
It’s a starry night out in the country dark,
Old barn lights flickerin’ like a neon spark.
Mitchell’s standin’ there in his worn-out coat,
MJ the shepherd growlin’ low note for note.
“Millicent’s ready,” he says with a sigh,
Sixty years heavy but fire in his eye.
Hay in the air, scent of hope and rain,
And out comes Gunther—tiny, tough, no chain.
[Pre-chorus]
Little black paws on that hardwood floor,
But the heart inside’s knockin’ down every door.
[Chorus]
Hey Gunther, welcome to the fight, kid!
Born in a barn where the real ones get hid.
Humble beginning, yeah, that’s how it starts,
Rottweiler fire burnin’ deep in your heart.
From the green hills rollin’ to the mountain line,
You’ll chase every dream, leave the doubts behind.
Size of the dog in the fight? Nah, man—
It’s the size of the fight in the dog, that’s the plan!
[Verse]
Mitchell’s face lined like the roads he’s walked,
Lost his wife years back, but he never talked.
Just poured that love into every pup he raised,
Built this kennel strong through the storm-tossed days.
Littermates yippin’, mother’s warm side,
Gunther’s first breath—pure countryside pride.
Community knows him, tips their hats with respect,
He’s the quiet giant they’ll never forget.
[Pre-chorus]
From the smallest heartbeat to the widest sky,
That little guy’s got thunder in his cry.
[Chorus]
Hey Gunther, welcome to the fight, kid!
Born where the oaks stand guard and the stars stay lit.
Humble beginning, but you’re built to win,
Strong as the beams, tough as the skin.
Run those fields wild, bark at the dawn,
Carry the legacy—keep pushin’ on.
Judge not the frame, judge the soul inside,
Gunther, you’re ready—take it in stride!
[Bridge]
Yeah, life ain’t fair, it’ll knock you around,
But you got roots here deep in this ground.
Mitchell taught ya: every soul gets a shot,
To be more than expected—give it all you got.
No silver spoon, just hay and heart,
But that’s the spark that sets you apart.
[Chorus]
Oh Gunther, rise up from this humble place!
With fire in your eyes and a smile on your face!
From Pantak’s barn to wherever you roam,
You’re the underdog king comin’ into your own.
Small start, big spirit, unstoppable drive,
Gunther, sweet warrior—keep the dream alive!
Humble beginning… yeah, that’s the start,
A Rottweiler legend straight from the heart!Tiny paws… grandest fight…
Gunther, keep runnin’… into the night.