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Every minute, every hour, every day..I will stay... Right here patiently waiting.. keeping my mind busy, as to not always think of you...
Our fathers’ dream has been realized Here we stand, America the greatOn democracy but still not finalized,As we are ever changing, no end date
Dressed in army greens Brown boots, tags around his neck Finally he’s home No trace of a smile He is very different now Finally he’s home He was in the field
The cries of war surround common soldier as the men rush onward in excitement and yell But the opposition is fierce and men fall fast as straight as arrows Common soldier obeys
That summer I had just turned nineteen Is when I saw you in shorts of camouflage green. You saw me when you were playing football with some pals