Angels Story Part 1 (Outro)

My uncle Jack oldest of my uncles not the first to pass
Was always fly leather Chuck Taylors and a Kango hat
The oldest of them all makin up for what they didn't have
My grandad's oldest brother they was close but damn I miss em bad

Uncle Don one of the only two that's really living strong
He the grandad to the cousins that I don't see at all
Love em all but details of my cousin are forever lost
I pray from afar that they can heal right or wrong

My Uncle Paul the second of the only two that's living strong
Him and Uncle Don feel the guilt that they survived em all
At family get-togethers tearing up that their brothers gone
My Uncle Paul he look just like grandad all their pictures old

My grandad was the middle brother of the seven brothers
I was 16 when he passed remember it it happened on a Sunday
He had a new kidney fought diabetes he was the toughest
But the day I saw him on the floor I knew his time was coming

Uncle Mike in my lifetime the first to lose his life
It was sudden back when I was 13 wasn't hard to cry
His character was big made up for what he lacked in height
Smallest of the brothers but the hole he left was super-sized

My Uncle Bill was the second youngest damn I miss him still
Ain't have a wife and kids but he was a gentleman forreal
Before my granddad died that was his right hand for years
Him and Grandad passed in a year and a half it hurts me still

Youngest was my uncle Robbie
He was home from the Army
His girl getting off the train late
He didn't tell nobody
But my grandad to use his car was riding in his Caddy
When he dozed off and smacked a tree he died quick and sadly
At nineteen he was the youngest he was home from service
He was just overseas at war came home to meet his maker
Tho I never met him wish I did and heard the stories later
This was just the story of my great uncles but I got more angels