Here we are Son---step up here now and meet a friend of mine A proud man who stood so straight and tall He's my Daddy and he loves you Boy See his name Son--- it's inscribed there on the Wall He left when I was just a lad He said, "Take care of Mom" I'll be back in just a little while I'm going to Viet Nam My Dad's been gone for years now He had a job to do You can see him now just look up there at the old Red White and Blue That old Flag still flies for Freedom And for the Names here on this Wall Die for it if you have to Boy We can never let It fall The boy stood there at attention I think he understood A tear fell from his little face He said this Wall is good It represents the price They paid Each name there on that Wall They paid my debt for Freedom and gave Their all in all And one day when I'm a man and have a job to do I will proudly serve Her with Them The old Red White and Blue. The tears rushed in and filled my eyes but still I think I saw My Dad salute my little boy from there upon the Wall.
