The Hill I Chose to Die On
This is the hill I chose to die on
This is where you'll find my grave
I was a man who folks could rely on
Quiet reserved with not much to say
Built a world that gave you freedom
Fought the battles and won the wars
Did all that so you wouldn't have to
So why the fuck would you ask me for more
The world is changing so fast without me
And people are much colder than before
Every day I see young folks shouting
But I don't know what they're so angry for
So this is the hill I chose to die on
Where I made my final stand
This is where I put my foot down
Where I drew my line in the sand
This is the hill I chose to die on
This is where you'll find my grave
I was a man who folks could rely on
Quiet reserved with not much to say
The world is changing so fast without me
And people are much colder than before
Every day I see young folks shouting
But I don't know what they're so angry for
So this is the hill I chose to die on
Where I made my final stand
This is where I put my foot down
Where I drew my line in the sand
So this is the hill I chose to die on
Where I made my final stand
This is where I put my foot down
Where I drew my line in the sand
This is where you'll find my grave
I was a man who folks could rely on
Quiet reserved with not much to say
Built a world that gave you freedom
Fought the battles and won the wars
Did all that so you wouldn't have to
So why the fuck would you ask me for more
The world is changing so fast without me
And people are much colder than before
Every day I see young folks shouting
But I don't know what they're so angry for
So this is the hill I chose to die on
Where I made my final stand
This is where I put my foot down
Where I drew my line in the sand
This is the hill I chose to die on
This is where you'll find my grave
I was a man who folks could rely on
Quiet reserved with not much to say
The world is changing so fast without me
And people are much colder than before
Every day I see young folks shouting
But I don't know what they're so angry for
So this is the hill I chose to die on
Where I made my final stand
This is where I put my foot down
Where I drew my line in the sand
So this is the hill I chose to die on
Where I made my final stand
This is where I put my foot down
Where I drew my line in the sand
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Writer(s): Christopher Barry
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