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graduated from lincoln high
somehow i made my way through vmi joined the navy and i learned to fly that's what i always dreamed of there's a hometown girl who wears my ring her name is painted on my starboard wing tonight i'm half a world from everything and everyone that i love. i wonder how the angels did tonight i sure hope grandma is doind alright i wish i knew what moma is cooking for soupper i pray jane has got my letter know how much i love her chorus lord knows i got a job to do i can't wait 'til it's through i keep dreamin' bout that homebound flight looking for those runway lights grandpa did his part .. daddy did his time in vietnam now i am flying over see and sand .. sky.. feels up to me i'll be touching down on tenesse my baby is .. with tears in her eyes i wonder how the .. did tonight i sure hope grandma is doind alright i wish i knew what moma is cooking for soupper i pray jane has got my letter know how much i love her chorus lord knows i got a job to do i can't wait 'til it's through i keep dreamin' bout that homebound flight looking for those runway lights looking for those runway lights looking for those runway lights |
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Nineteen
The number on his back, Voted captain of his high school football team Took us all the way to state, Got a scholarship to play down in Tennessee He could run, he could duck, he could throw, He could go like you've never seen, Nineteen But on the day those twin towers came down His whole world turned around He told em all, ya'll I can't play ball There's a war on now So he marched right in with a few good men, And joined the marines At Nineteen He's the boy next door, He might have carried your bags at the grocery store Now he's somebody's son, in a hole with a gun, in a foreign land Tryin' to hold on to his American dream Nineteen There's a sniper out there in the dark somewhere, And a solider down We need someone who can duck And run to get him out Want one good man to raise his hand, And take one for the team Well how bout you Nineteen? Well he's the boy next door, He might have carried your bags at the grocery store He's somebody's son, in a hole with a gun, In a foreign land Tryin' to hold on to his American dream Nineteen Brought him home today With a big parade down on main street Gave him a purple heart and a silver star, Solider gave a speech Said he could run, he could duck, he could throw, He's the one who'd rescued me He said he could have played for Tennessee Number Nineteen He was Nineteen |
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