Well granddaddy came home in a B-52
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In a pine box covered in red, white, and blue
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He was one of the brave and the proud and the few
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21 guns helped us say goodbye
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I stood there in silence trying hard not to cry
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As the preacher he quoted lines written in red
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And he folded his bible in a broken voice he said
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There's only two people whose ever died for me
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Laid down their lives just so I could be free
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They both went through hell bared crosses and shells
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And both got back up again after they fell
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They never pick a fight but their there to pick up the pieces
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God only knows where we'd be without soldiers and Jesus
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It seems like the news loves to run em both down
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Whenever we need em there always around
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So don't hand me a parties political views
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There's left side and right side and then there's the truth
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There's only two people whose ever died for me
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Laid down their lives just so I could be free
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They both went through hell bared crosses and shells
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And both got back up again after they fell
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They never pick a fight but their there to pick up the pieces
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God only knows where we'd be without soldiers and Jesus
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To me there both heroes for the path that they chose
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One fights for my life one fights for my soul
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There's only two people whose ever died for me
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Laid down their lives just so I could be free
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They both went through hell bared crosses and shells
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And both got back up again after they fell
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They never pick a fight but their there to pick up the pieces
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God only knows where we'd be without soldiers and Jesus
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Soldiers and Jesus
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Well granddaddy came home in a B-52
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In a pine box covered in red, white, and blue
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Soldiers & Jesus
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| James Otto |
