21 Guns

Well she sits at the edge of her bed Sorting through the thoughts running in her head Staring over at a black dress She's got to wear to the service She's been praying every day and night Since the letter came home and still she cries Looks to God asking why She's the one that's hurting He did what he was supposed to do Stood there tried, proud, and true Pledged his life for the red, white, and blue They're standing in the pouring rain Preacher said "another good man died today Let's bow our heads and pray" They fold the flag as the angels cry We love you soldier and we hate to say goodbye Nothing sadder than the song that's being sung By 21 guns 21 guns Every year they hold a parade In this little town where their hero lays Signs hanging up and down main Reading gone but not forgotten He was a husband, father, and son Give the shirt off his back A friend to everyone Gun powder fills the air As the thunder screams his name Now they're standing in the pouring rain Preacher said "another good man died today Let's bow our heads and pray" They fold the flag as the angels cry We love you soldier and we hate to say goodbye Nothing sadder than the song that's being sung By 21 guns There's a cross on the stone Where the name's carved out that God called home And it's clear to me They're more than a memory Now they're standing in the pouring rain Preacher said "another good man died today Let's bow our heads and pray" They fold the flag as the angels cry We love you soldier and we hate to say goodbye Nothing sadder than the song that's being sung By 21 guns, oh 21 guns God bless the 21 guns