VIETNAM SOLDIER
He was just a young man, fighting in a country full of rage ... Vietnam.
It was hell I heard him tell as he watched so many die,
as bloody battles lit up the sky.
So unaware that he was over there, soon the boy became a man.
He was fighting for freedom so he had to take a stand.
And the eagle cries... tears fill her eyes.
But our flag still flies.
Just knowing that every breath he takes could be his last,
And too scared to sleep he could barely stand.
His heart beats fast, so hard and fast.
The only thing that pulls him through are the memories he holds of me and you.
His family, his world, he left behind weighs heavy on his mind.
He dreams of coming home again, while the enemy is closing in.
He hits the ground and doesn't make a sound.
His heart beats fast, he can hear it pound,
As death lies all around.
Maybe he got lucky he missed dying one more day,
Or maybe God decided this brave soldier should not stay.
We can only pray please keep him safe.
Medals of bravery he wore upon his chest.
Our Country said he did his best.
He did what he had to do for the Old Red, White, and Blue, and for me and for you.
War, it keeps a piece of you,
I really believe that's true.
And there's no way we will ever know what a soldier feels deep down in his soul.
When he takes a life to save his own he must feel so all alone.
So, he will carry all the ghosts inside.
And the rules of War say it's justified.
And the soldier cries...
He came from that War different than before and misunderstood by some.
He will never be the same
But, he is not to blame.
And the eagle cries... tears fill her eyes.
But, our flag still flies,
Yes, our flag still flies.

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