Johnny was hungry living in a cage
Went down, signed up, lied about his age
Didn’t know where, didn’t know why
Nothing to lose if he lived or died
Jumped on a boat and stormed the sand
Went out screaming with gun in hand
Didn’t know you, didn’t know me
Fought for us, for us to be free
To the Vets, To the Vets we owe our lives
To the Vets, To the Vets show your pride
To the Vets, To the Vets with any rank
To the Vets, To the Vets give ‘em thanks
Johnny is now all cold and alone
Cell like room is what he calls home
Didn’t know you, didn’t know me
Fought for us, for us to be free
You and I can never change the his past
Heroes memories we can make last
Now be a man and shake his hand
Pride in our heroes, pride in our land
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