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
21 guns

God bless the 21 guns