Where lives were lain down and Guts were blown out
Is the
very place where we received our freedom.
On battle fields far - flung and still holding their guns,
Where the eagles soar they made us
Freed-men..
We shall never forget and we’re forever in debt to
Hard charging vigorous young men
Who furiously fought for the freedom
That they bought us
Again and again and again.
There are no pretty pictures on battlefields
Shattered by shelling and the screams of the dying.
God bless every soldier over and over
Who gave up their youth and all they held precious
For their eagle is still
proud and flying
Chris
Independence Day
2012
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