The Last Alarm


My father was a fireman, he drove a big red truck
And when he'd go to work each day he'd say, "Mother wish me luck"
Then Dad would not come home again, 'til sometime the next day
But the thing that bothered me the most was the things some folks would say

"A fireman's life is easy, he eats, sleeps and plays,
And sometimes he wont fight a fire for days and days"
When I first heard these words I was too young to understand
But I knew when people had trouble, Dad was there to lend a hand

Then my father went to work one day and kissed us all goodbye
But little did we realize, that night we all would cry
My father lost his life that night when the floor gave way below
And I'd wondered why he'd risk his life for someone he didn't know

But now I truly realize the greatest gift a man can give
Is to lay his life upon the line so that someone else may live
So as we go from day to day and we pray to God above
Say a prayer for your local fireman, he may save the one's you love


                                                           -- unknown author