Dear Father

Buried him in the cold wet ground Familiar faces would have made him proud The military and the working man The history of the life he led Can you feel that soil covering your coffin? Can you feel? Can you feel that soil covering your coffin? Can you feel? Can you feel that soil covering your coffin? Can you feel? (So, what are you gonna do?) Be the hero that your father was (So, what are you gonna do?) Be the man he made you to be And you are your father's son Dear father, dear father Be the hero that your father was Be the man he made you to be The war torn stories that he told you You've got a hell of a lot to live up to An airborne man with a scar and a wound Never make a promise that you can't prove Dear father, dear father (So, what are you gonna do?) Be the hero that your father was (So, what are you gonna do?) Be the man he made you to be And you are your father's son Dear father, dear father Be the hero that your father was Be the man he made you to be Where are you? Where are you? You coward, you coward Where are you? Where are you? You coward, you coward