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My Old Man
03:09
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MY OLD MAN
Buck Rogers / Gary Burr
Dad can you see me from way up there
I want you to know I’ll be all right
We’re all singing “Broken Halos” down here
All grown up so we won’t fight
Duct tape and baling wire
A little chewing gum, that’ll do the trick
The older you got the less you could do
Till you finally found something that you couldn’t fix
All that’s left for me right now
Is to live a life that will make you proud
Cause I’d rather ship off to Afghanistan
Fight ‘em hand to hand
Than let down my old man
This 5’5” giant man
Built a house on a hill with his two hands
Five young kids in an old RV
Headed North to Alaska eventually
A covered porch, a Zane Grey book
We broke a rule…we got “the look”
Serving was an easy choice
We followed your lead and heard your voice
The older I get the smarter you got
You set the bar high so thanks a lot
Cause I’d rather ship off to Afghanistan
Fight ‘em hand to hand
Than let down my old man
“Don’t lock me up in a jar of clay”
Isn’t that what you used to say?
When you’re up in Heaven, breathing free
You tell God that all you need…is
Duct tape and baling wire
A little chewing gum, that’ll do the trick
The older you got the less you could do
Till you finally found something that you couldn’t fix
All that’s left for me right now
Is to live a life that will make you proud
Cause I’d rather ship off to Afghanistan
Fight ‘em hand to hand
Than let down my old man
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2. |
What I Was Fighting For
04:51
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WHAT I WAS FIGHTING FOR
Hope Ross / Mary Gauthier
I could become my mother, or I could try be more
I signed up at seventeen, a private, training for a war
M-16’s, grenades, AR’s, tear gas and more
They taught us how to kill, but never told us what we were
fighting for
Were we fighting for truth were we fighting for a lie?
Were we fighting for freedom were we fighting for our lives?
Were we fighting to be fighting just because we were at war?
I guess we’ll never know what we were fighting for
My buddy Christopher’s boy was only five years old when he deployed
That same son died in action this year, in the same damn war
Day after day year after year, on and on
The fighting never stops but they don’t know what they’re fighting for
Are they fighting for truth are they fighting for a lie
Are they fighting for freedom, are they fighting for their lives
Are they fighting to be fighting because we were at war?
I guess we’ll never know what they’re fighting for
Was I fighting for truth was I fighting for a lie?
Was I fighting for freedom was I fighting for my life?
Was I fighting to be fighting, because we were at war?
I guess I’ll never know what I was fighting for
Was I fighting to be fighting, because we were at war?
I guess I’ll never know what I was fighting for
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3. |
Knob Noster, Missouri
03:14
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KNOB NOSTER, MISSOURI
Bill Brigman / Georgia Middleman
I couldn’t wait to find out about my dream sheet
So excited to be going overseas
I mean I earned it; I was DG, the proud son of New Orleans
What an adventure it would be
The detailer said I’m gonna love where I was going
“‘Cause there’s a girl behind every tree
So better bloom where you’re planted; no, your wish wasn’t granted
But this is so much better than Italy
You’re needed in Knob Noster, Missouri”
Chorus:
And in my 66 mustang
Turning south from I -70
That’s when I started to worry
Belching steam in the air
Pig farms everywhere
In Knob Noster, Missouri
Now I can do a hurricane, no problem
But I had never seen an ice storm before
couldn’t even get into my car, just another Butter Bar
who showed up not ready for his tour
But it didn’t take too long to make some good friends
who were far away from home just like me
Roger, Jim and Tony… L.T.s who were just as lonely
Guys like them made it home for me
In Knob Noster, Missouri
CHORUS:
But in my 66 mustang
Turning south from I -70
That’s when I started to worry
Belching steam in the air
Pig farms everywhere
In Knob Noster, Missouri
Bridge:
Then I got deployed to Desert Storm
And those missileers pulled alert under ground
Keeping us safe until I got home
And now home is the friends that I’ve found
Chorus:
Now from that Kansas City airport
Turning East on I-70
Rolling home in a hurry
Didn’t wanna be late
For my welcome home parade
In Knob Noster, Missouri
In Knob Noster, Missouri
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4. |
Broken By Your Light
03:14
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BROKEN BY YOUR LIGHT
Mark Crisci / Jay Clementi
I had thrown in the towel on a picture perfect life
Some kids running around the house, and a loving wife
War was an easy out, to never give my heart away
Sabotaging my own happiness, always too scared to stay
The road through the hell of war,
Lead me to you, your light was the heaven that got me through
A warm ray of sunshine, in a world black as night
A breath of peace coming over me that made everything alright
The darkness was broken by your light
My darkness was broken by your light
Musta been those chopper blades were humming a love song
never thought I’d meet my soul mate Body armor on
But you starting shining with that laugh,
that smile and lit up a different path,
gave me faith when I thought all hope was gone
The road through the hell of war,
Lead me to you, your light was the heaven that got me through
A warm ray of sunshine, in a world black as night
A breath of peace coming over me that made everything alright
The darkness was broken by your light
My darkness was broken by your light
The sandbox is ruthless
and it takes from everyone it’s true
Somehow I got lucky with the gift of meeting you
The road through the hell of war,
Lead me to you, your light was the heaven that got me through
A warm ray of sunshine, in a world black as night
A breath of peace coming over me that made everything alright
The darkness was broken by your light
My darkness was broken by your light
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