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American Sons

Tommy was 18 when he joined the Corps
Just like his brother and his daddy before
He went and signed the papers, the day after
nine one one
Just another proud american son
Eight weeks of boot,out at Paris Island
Then off to train for the infantry
When he got the word they were going to
Afghanistan
He told his momma and daddy don't ya
worry 'bout me
Three weeks in country,on a cold and
starry night
It was the month of september when
Tommy lost his life
His Sergeant wrote a letter to his
parents,out in Abilene
He wrote,"I want to tell you about
your son"
"We were on patrol,it was 3a.m."
"When we got ambushed by twenty guns"
"The first Marine that fell,Tommy was
by his side"
"Draggin' him to safety,screaming
"Don't you die"
"He took a bullet in the shoulder,
but he kept right on fightin'"
"Runnin' back to help another fallen
Marine"
"He used his body as a shield,to pull
him to safety"
"It was the bravest thing I had ever seen"
"I want you to know that Tommy saved
two lives"
"Don't want you thinkin' that he died
in vain"
"And tho were sending him home, a
a decorated hero"
"Our hearts go out to you,for your loss
and your pain"
So say a prayer tonight for the fallen
For each and every one
Our Proud American Sons
Then say a prayer for those still
over there
Volunteers each and every one
Our Proud American Sons
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
I would hope that people would put politics aside and pray for the safety and the safe return of all the military personal,from every country who has commited troops to the various conflicts around the globe.Our American military personal are all volunteers.I don't know of anyone who is "for" war,but the men and woman who serve do so willingly and are following orders.God Bless them ALL.
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Dagosto

Too Bad About Harry

It’s too bad about Harry
We knew it couldn’t last
He drove it way too fast
Gave it too much gas
He called it his own cherry
And rode it like a mule
Until he blew his cool
And played it like a fool
Now everyday we have to face the music
‘Cause every night we hear the same old song
We’re rockin’ in at sundown
And rolling out at dawn
It’s too bad about Harry
But the show must go on.

***

It’s too bad about Harry
But maybe for the best
‘Cause everybody guessed
He couldn’t pass the test
It’s quite a load to carry
It really takes a crew
For all that we’ve been through
We’re gonna miss him, too
But easy come and easy go is the way of things
Those who remain are who belong
He drove it like he stole it
But he’s gone, gone, gone
It’s too bad about Harry
But the show must go on.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
A shared team purpose transcends the team's individual members.
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Unknown

As I Make My Way

I see a change a comin' in the weather
I sense a change comin' over me
Will I fall and break to pieces
Or will I soar flying so free

I close my eyes but for a moment
Kaleidoscope colors nothings the same
Here I go into the unknown
I'm not scared and I feel no pain

As I make my way
As I make my way

So amazing are all the wonders
And all the beauty i'd never seen before
I never realized I was lost
Until I opened up thr door

I wish this journey could last forever
There's so much more I wanna see
But everything that I have learned
Will always be a part of me
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
This song is about taking "the journey".If you have then "you know".
If you haven't then you'll never understand.
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Unknown

You and Me

You are stuck in my heart
and we can go anywhere
whatever the reason you are
so stuck in my heart
like counting a million stars
for that many reasons you are
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
When we met our first love something like that going to happen
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Unknown

I Knew

Maybe it's intuition
But some things you just don't question
Like in your eyes
I see my future in an instant
And there it goes
I think I've found my best friend
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
For that special one
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Unknown

Set Me Free

I can't believe what I am seeing
Ego burned into my eyes
You say that love is in the making
All I hear is a bevy of lies
A twist of shadows hidden in truth
A host of apathy as your proof
Bring me to the slaughter house
I've begged you so many times
Taste the bitterness inside me
Still you continue to commit the crime

Can you ever forgive me
For the things you've done
A fistful of anger
To block out the sun
Blind my eyes so I can't see
Make me deaf and set me free

"It'll kill the core" I know you've said
"If one leaves the rest are dead"
Now all I hear are fake transmissions
And all I see are new acquisitions
Falling in place like a pawn on a board
Picking up parts that were already scored

Can you ever forgive me
For the things you've done
A fistful of anger
To block out the sun
Blind my eyes so I can't see
Make me deaf and set me free
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2011
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Unknown

No Matter How Much Whiskey I Drink

And it's another friday night on the lonely side of town.
Where they roll up the streets after the sun goes down.
I was sittin' in my favorite bar just tryin' to drink you
off my mind.
When I heard George Jones singin' a sad song and I knew,
I was waisting my time.

'Cause no matter how much whiskey I drink
While chain smokin' cigarettes
All the one night stands and big weekend plans
Haven't helped me forget you yet.

And it's another sunday mornin' wakin' up,next to a stranger.
I'm just tryin' to find my keys,and tryin' to remember her name.
But your name's the only one that's always on my mind.
And I know by tonight i'll be tryin' to drink away this pain,
lord nuthin' will change.

'Cause no matter how much whiskey I drink
While chain smokin' cigarettes
All the one night stands and big weekend plans
Haven't helped me forget you yet.

Lord knows i've tried to get over you,but then i'm back
in the heartache again.
So caught up in the denial and the lies,of this bottle
that i'm drowning in.......

And it's another monday mornin' wakin' up with a hangover
and heartache.
Tryin' to make it through the day,is the hardest thing to do.
Because at five o'clock I know,i'll be sitting at that bar.
Lost in a bottle,and hiding from the truth, but it's no use.

'Cause no matter how much whiskey I drink
While chain smokin' cigarettes
All the one night stands and big weekend plans
Haven't helped me forget you yet.
No matter how much whiskey I drink
No matter how much whiskey I drink
No matter how much whiskey I drink....
hasn't helped me forget you yet.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
Sometimes no matter how hard we try, forgetting that certain someone is easier said than done.
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Unknown

These Walls Are Closing In

These wall are closing....as I lie alone here in our bed.
With the sad memories of you running through my head.
And I try not to cry,but I just can't take the pain.
When these walls start closing in I softly call your name.

Yesterday is gone and so are all our dreams.
The silence in this empty house,makes me wanna scream.
Read the letter that you left, but you gave no reason why.
When these walls start closing in I feel like I could die.

And I don't know if i'll ever get over you,but I know,I will
get by.
And I don't think,I could ever stop loving you,no I couldn't,
even if I tried.
'Cause when these walls start closing in,think i'll drink myself to sleep.
And as I softly call your name,pray the lord your soul to keep.

I see all our old friends they ask me how i'm doing.
I tell em ok but who am I fooling.
I feel just like a fool drowning in my misery.
When these walls start closing in your ghost won't set me free

And I don't know if i'll ever get over you,but I know,I will
get by.
And I don't think I could ever stop loving you,no I couldn't,
even if I tried.
So when these walls start closing in,think i'll drink myself to
sleep.
And as I softly call your name,pray the lord your soul to keep.

It's been a long time,so much has changed.
Sometimes I wake up in the night,calling out your name.
Never in my life have I ever felt so alone.
When these walls start closing in this house just ain't a home.

And I don't know if i'll ever get over you,but I know,I will
get by.
And I don't think I could ever stop loving you,no I couldn't,
even if I tried.
So when these walls start closing in,think i'll drink myself to
sleep.
And as I softly call your name,pray the lord your soul to keep.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
I wrote this song in 2007, a few months after my Mom passed away from cancer.I always let the melody of what i'm playing and the emotion I feel from it lead me into the song that i'm writing.I hardly ever write lyrics down and 95% of what I write just flows out of me.For this song I tried to imagine how my Dad felt after losing his wife and best friend of 36 years.
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Unknown

Never Forget Part 1

He came into the bar one thursday,he never told me his name.
But I asked what'll it be,he said whiskey,give me two of the same.
One for me and one for my brothers,who were left behind.
He said God only knows why I made it home alive,
I guess it wasn't my time.
Well he sat for awhile and nursed his drink,then he looked
me in the eye's.
Said son whadda ya know about the cost of freedom and the
will to survive and then he said.....

I left my blood and my brothers in a country far away.
And it's because of their sacrifice were sittin' here today.
So here's a toast to my brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
So raise a glass to your freedom and how they died for you and me.
Never forget the price they paid because freedom....
is never really free.

He lit a cigarette and his hand started shaking,he said
shrapnel from '69.
He said the fire fight lasted through the night,and he almost
lost his mind.
Said I had a brother who died in Korea,and that was why I
joined the Corps.
He said man I was full of anger,I was so young,I wanted to
settle the score.
He said he did three tours and finally had enough,but back in the world he felt so alone.
Said he couldn't understand how a jungle in Vietnam could
somehow feel like home,and then he said....

I left my blood and my brothers in a country far away.
And it's because of their sacrifice were sittin here today.
So here's a toast to my brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
So raise your glass to your freedom and how they died for you and me.
Never forget the price they paid because freedom....
is never really free.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
This song is dedicated to the men and women of our armed forces who have served in times of war past and present.To the POW's and those still MIA.To those who made the ultimate sacrifice with their lives.And to their families who wait and pray for their return.
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Unknown

Never Forget Part 2

He got off his barstool and he walked to the jukebox,and he
dropped a quarter in.
He played a song from 1968,an he waited for it to end.
He said that's the same song that I heard the day they sent
us over their.
Man we were young and full of pride,but inside we were scared.
'Cause all I had were my brothers and all they had was me.
Side by side we fought and so many died,man the horror's we
did see.
We were tired and hungry,and scared as hell but we never gave
up the fight.
That's why i'm hear to raise my glass and honor them tonight.
And then he said...

I left my blood and my brothers in a country far away.
And it's because of their sacrifice were sittin here today.
So here's a toast to my brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
So raise a glass to your freedom and how they died for you and me.
Never forget the price they paid because freedom...
Is never really free.

Well a few weeks passed,he didn't come back in,and I figured
he'd moved away.
Then I saw his picture in the paper,they had his funeral today.
Said he wore his dress blues,there was an honor guard,they gave the flag to his wife.
Well he never told me his name but i'll say a prayer for that Marine
who shared with me his life.
And i'll make a toast to his brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
And i'll raise a glass to my freedom and how they died for you
and me.
And i'll never forget that old devil dog who said freedom....
is never really free.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
This song is dedicated to the men and women of our armed forces who have served in times of war past and present.To the POW's and those still MIA.To those who made the ultimate sacrifice with their lives.And to their families who wait and pray for their return.
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