Still a Soldier
He's got a corner lot on Dogwood Drive
A year old truck and a nine-to-five
Comes home at night to a pretty wife
With a baby due
He'll sleep in on Saturday
Cut the grass if it don't rain
After church, he'll watch the game
And have a beer or two
He'll stand up when he hears the anthem
And that won't ever change
He's still a soldier
His blood runs red, white, and blue
He put away his gun and boots
But he still believes the American dream
'Til his last breath, he'll always be
A soldier
He's still a soldier
He's on his couch for the news at ten
He'll see those places that he's been
And when a brother falls, there's a part of him that does too
And if they called and needed him back
Oh, he'd be on that plane
He's still a soldier
His blood runs red, white, and blue
He put away his gun and boots
But he still believes the American dream
'Til his last breath, he'll always be
A soldier
He don't wake up anymore when he hears thunder
Oh, but even if he lives to be a hundred
He'll still be a soldier
He's still a soldier
He's put away his gun and boots
But he still believes the American dream
'Til his last breath, he'll always be
A soldier
He's still a soldier
He's still a soldier
A year old truck and a nine-to-five
Comes home at night to a pretty wife
With a baby due
He'll sleep in on Saturday
Cut the grass if it don't rain
After church, he'll watch the game
And have a beer or two
He'll stand up when he hears the anthem
And that won't ever change
He's still a soldier
His blood runs red, white, and blue
He put away his gun and boots
But he still believes the American dream
'Til his last breath, he'll always be
A soldier
He's still a soldier
He's on his couch for the news at ten
He'll see those places that he's been
And when a brother falls, there's a part of him that does too
And if they called and needed him back
Oh, he'd be on that plane
He's still a soldier
His blood runs red, white, and blue
He put away his gun and boots
But he still believes the American dream
'Til his last breath, he'll always be
A soldier
He don't wake up anymore when he hears thunder
Oh, but even if he lives to be a hundred
He'll still be a soldier
He's still a soldier
He's put away his gun and boots
But he still believes the American dream
'Til his last breath, he'll always be
A soldier
He's still a soldier
He's still a soldier
Credits
Writer(s): Wade Kirby, Philip O Donnell
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