The TV's on while the children play
The phone rings, I'm on my way
I know I can't be late
On the other side of town
The Patriot Riders gather round
Ride Captain said a little prayer
Reminded us why we were there
No time at all we were on our way
The bikes roared to life
On this ordinary day
A mile long we travelled down the road
Flashing lights let the people know
There's a reason for our parade
One of ours came home today
Traffic stopped and the people stared
For a moment they might have cared
Just a little break away
From their ordinary day
The wind blew cold as I stepped outside
But it wasn't just the wind
That brought the tears to my eyes
I was standing in a cemetary
One hundred flags flying o'er me
Taps echoed in the wind
As the buglers played a final hymn
Men saluted as his widow criedA captain knelt down by her side
Drew close and whispered in her ear
As the young wife dried her tears
On behalf of a grateful nation
Please accept this flag and citation
Thank you for your sacrifice
Freedom called and he paid the price
I listened to the words he had to say
And I was proud to be a part
Of this ordinary day
In the car on my way home
I turned on the radio
Nothing new for me to hear
Same old same, a different year
People marching in the streets
Carrying signs demanding peace
I turned off the radio
I'd been somewhere they would never go
I was standing in a cemetary
One hundred flags flying o'er me
Taps echoed in the wind
As the buglers played a final hymn
Men saluted as his widow cried
A captain knelt down by her side
Drew close and whispered in her ear
As the young wife dried her tears
On behalf of a greatful nation
Please accept this flag and citation
Thank you for your sacrifice
Freedom called and he paid the price
Just another ordinary day
The phone rings, I'm on my way
In memory of Sgt. Ian Anderson and all those who have paid the price. A special thank you to his family for allowing the Patriot Guard Riders to stand for him as he stood for us.
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This was originally written as a song which may explain some of the odd cadences. If I can record it, I'll post it here.
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