| My name is Lieutenant Colonel William Todd
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| I flew the 101st Airborne in '42
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| You may think that you’ve met veterans like me before
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| But you don’t have a clue
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| I flew Korea in the war you probably forgot
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| I gave 40 years of damn near all I got
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| I watched some of my closest friends die on foreign land
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| I still hear their screams at night
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| So don’t you wipe away my tears
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| I’ve earned them through all the years
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| Just let 'em roll down like a stream upon a hill
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| Let my tears be still
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| I met Jean Ann in a photograph in '44
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| I swore she’d be the girl to take my last name
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| 52 years passed til the Lord took her away
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| But I still see Jean everyday
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| At the end of my rope as I lay here in this bed
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| Thoughts and prayers of my family circle through my head
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| I pray when the Lord opens up the pearly gates wide
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| That I’ll see my Jean standing there in the light |