Lyrics

(Instrumental intro)

(Verse 1)
He came into the world, tiny and bright,
An orange little fighter with an endless light.
We laughed, called him our Oompa Loompa, it’s true,
But God had big plans for the boy I knew.

That Easter basket photo, his first ride home,
A moment so small, but it carved out a throne.
His mom and him, they both had to fight,
But they made it through, by God’s grace and might.

(Chorus)
From tiny hands to karate stands,
Breaking through limits, defying the plans.
He walks, he talks, a warrior’s soul,
With a heart so kind, he makes me whole.
God blessed us with more than we knew,
Oompa Loompa to warrior, Aristotle, that’s you.

(Verse 2)
Doctors said, “He’ll never talk, he might not walk,”
But he proved them wrong, with every block.
Delayed but determined, a fighter at heart,
He’s been winning his battles right from the start.

Watching him on the mat, his weapons in hand,
That’s my boy, he’s got a warrior’s brand.
And when Cobra Kai lights up our TV screen,
We’re out in the yard, living the dream.

(Chorus)
From tiny hands to karate stands,
Breaking through limits, defying the plans.
He walks, he talks, a warrior’s soul,
With a heart so kind, he makes me whole.
God blessed us with more than we knew,
Oompa Loompa to warrior, Aristotle, that’s you.

(Bridge)
He’s the big brother every kid dreams to know,
Riding bikes, hitting parks, making memories grow.
Selfless and kind, he’d give the shirt off his back,
A heart like his is a world we lack.

(Instrumental)

(Chorus - Full Band Kick In)
From tiny hands to karate stands,
Breaking through limits, defying the plans.
He walks, he talks, a warrior’s soul,
With a heart so kind, he makes me whole.
God blessed us with more than we knew,
Oompa Loompa to warrior, Aristotle, that’s you.

(Outro - Acoustic Fade)
He stole my heart that very first day,
In that Easter basket, tiny and brave.
From Oompa Loompa to the boy I see,
My son, my hero, my legacy.