Victory 17

He grew up in Carolina, raised on grits and greens
His daddy taught him how to bend that steel and run those milling machines
Uncle Sam taught him how to kill a man, shoot and stay unseen
And when they sent him overseas, they called him Victory 17

He traveled the world over for our country and our fight
And if you were the bad guy he'd have you in his sights
Over a hundred times those cross hairs aligned on the evil and the mean
Sent to meet their maker, thanks to Victory 17

Now he's back in Deadwood, married to the prettiest girl in town
He builds those custom Harleys, they say he's the best around
He loves that girl with all his heart, his country and the American dream
Bet your ass he'll die to protect it, he's Victory 17

He traveled the world over for our country and our fight
And if you were the bad guy he'd have you in his sights
Over a hundred times those cross hairs aligned on the evil and the mean
Sent to meet their maker, thanks to Victory 17

You can see it in their faces, when Old Glory passes by
As they raise their glass to the fallen, and the ones still in the fight
Its the spirit of the warrior, the best the world's ever seen
and it fills the hearts and souls of men like Victory 17

He traveled the world over for our country and our fight
And if you were the bad guy he'd have you in his sights
Over a hundred times those cross hairs aligned on the evil and the mean
Sent to meet their maker, thanks to Victory 17



Credits
Writer(s): John Victory
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