|A Tribute to Veterans
I fought the british redcoats,
Served Washington with pride.
I fought with Grant and yes with Lee,
I fell at Custer's side.
I made the charge up San Juan Hill,
I held at the Alamo.
A threat to peace, the first World War,
and I was called to go.
I shed my blood throughout war two,
on sand and jungle tree.
They pulled me from the flaming wrecks,
they burried me at sea.
At Korea's 38th parallel,
I soldiered amid the sham.
I left my loved ones, took up arms,
and died in Viet Nam.
In Desert Storm I played my part,
to right the evil deed.
I lived and died for principal's sake,
to uproot a fertile weed.
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| PACIFIC AIR
| 1ST MARINE
|On every type of battle field,
desert sand to jungle marsh.
I suffered terror and mortal wound.,
in conditions, more than harsh.
I viewed the bombed out cities,
I grieved for all the lost.
I pondered in my saddest hour,
what should warrant such human cost.
The answer of course is freedom,
It defines the job I do.
I volunteer, I'm called, I serve,
on freedom's maintenance crew.
Career or citizen soldier,
I serve the higher plan
Of honor, God, and Country,
I'm an american fighting man.
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