Nineteen
Nineteen
The number on his back, voted captain of his highschool football team
He took us all the way to state, had a scholarship to play down in Tennessee
Said he could run, he could duck, he could throw, he could go like you never seen
Nineteen
Well 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 walked right down with a few good men and he joined the Marines
Nineteen
He's the boy nextdoor
Might'a carried your bag at the grocery store
Now he's somebodies son in a hole with a gun in some foreign land
Tryin'a hold on to his American Dreams.
Nineteen
There's a sniper out there in the dark somewhere and a Soldier down
We need someone who could run, who could duck to go get him out
Ain't there one good man who'll raise his hand and take one for the team
How about you Nineteen?
He's the boy nextdoor
Might'a carried your bag at the grocery store
Now he's somebodies son in a hole with a gun in some foreign land
Tryin'a hold on to his American Dreams
Nineteen
Brought him home today with a big parade down on Main Street
Gave him a Purple Heart, a Silver Star, a soldier gave a speech
Said he could run, he could duck, he could throw, he's the one that rescued me
Said he could'a played for Tennessee
Nineteen
He was Nineteen
The number on his back, voted captain of his highschool football team
He took us all the way to state, had a scholarship to play down in Tennessee
Said he could run, he could duck, he could throw, he could go like you never seen
Nineteen
Well 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 walked right down with a few good men and he joined the Marines
Nineteen
He's the boy nextdoor
Might'a carried your bag at the grocery store
Now he's somebodies son in a hole with a gun in some foreign land
Tryin'a hold on to his American Dreams.
Nineteen
There's a sniper out there in the dark somewhere and a Soldier down
We need someone who could run, who could duck to go get him out
Ain't there one good man who'll raise his hand and take one for the team
How about you Nineteen?
He's the boy nextdoor
Might'a carried your bag at the grocery store
Now he's somebodies son in a hole with a gun in some foreign land
Tryin'a hold on to his American Dreams
Nineteen
Brought him home today with a big parade down on Main Street
Gave him a Purple Heart, a Silver Star, a soldier gave a speech
Said he could run, he could duck, he could throw, he's the one that rescued me
Said he could'a played for Tennessee
Nineteen
He was Nineteen
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Writer(s): Gary Nicholson, Thomas Jay Hambridge, Jeff A Le Vasseur
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