Boy In A Uniform
He's there in his uniform Proud
The picture of courage and strength
Above the crowd
America's pride and joy
But his daddy still sees a little boy
A little boy in a uniform, five years old
ln the backyard playing war
Dreaming of everything he could be
In this land of the free
Just like his old man
Did back in Vietnam
He was going to be a hero for sure
A little boy in a uniform
We all looked straight ahead
Slowly walking, In our dress blues
Beautiful, there was nobody talking
The metals on our chests say it all
A tribute to the ones we lost
A little boy in a uniform, five years old
In the backyard playing war
Dreaming of everything he could be
In this land of the free
Just like his old man
Did back in Vietnam
He was going to be a hero for sure
A little boy in a uniform
The Sergeant hands him the flag
After the prayer
The other guard fires twenty one
Rounds up in the air
The sound of Taps brings brings
A tear to all of us, but his dad will always see him as he was
A little boy in a uniform, five years old
In the backyard playing war
Dreaming of everything he could be,
In this land of the free
Just like his old man
Did back in Vietnam
He was going to be a hero, for sure
A little boy in a uniform
He's there in his uniform Proud.
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The picture of courage and strength
Above the crowd
America's pride and joy
But his daddy still sees a little boy
A little boy in a uniform, five years old
ln the backyard playing war
Dreaming of everything he could be
In this land of the free
Just like his old man
Did back in Vietnam
He was going to be a hero for sure
A little boy in a uniform
We all looked straight ahead
Slowly walking, In our dress blues
Beautiful, there was nobody talking
The metals on our chests say it all
A tribute to the ones we lost
A little boy in a uniform, five years old
In the backyard playing war
Dreaming of everything he could be
In this land of the free
Just like his old man
Did back in Vietnam
He was going to be a hero for sure
A little boy in a uniform
The Sergeant hands him the flag
After the prayer
The other guard fires twenty one
Rounds up in the air
The sound of Taps brings brings
A tear to all of us, but his dad will always see him as he was
A little boy in a uniform, five years old
In the backyard playing war
Dreaming of everything he could be,
In this land of the free
Just like his old man
Did back in Vietnam
He was going to be a hero, for sure
A little boy in a uniform
He's there in his uniform Proud.
(end)
Credits
Writer(s): George Byron Iii Hill, Rockie Lynne
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