作曲 : Jones
I was flying down the highway weavin in and out of traffic
I was racing time

An old man pulled out in front of me
And I went crazy as can be

I lost my mind

I blew my horn till I got close enough to see

And what was on his car tag sure convicted me....

P.O.W. 3-69

I should salute you from this heart of mine

Thank you for placing your life on the line for me
I'm free!

I pray that the rest of your journey
Is a peaceful one
And may you take your own sweet time

Mister P.O.W. 3-69

The things we take for granted in this life for me are tragic

We should be ashamed

He left his home and family

Cast his fate across the sea
It wouldn't be you the same

Well I sure bet he's got some stories he can tell
Ain't that many ever made it back from hell

P.O.W. 3-69

I should salute you from this heart of mine

Thank you for layin' your life on the line for me

I'm free!

I pray that the rest of your journey

Is a peaceful one

And may you take your own sweet time

Mister P.O.W. 3-69

Let me thank you one more time

Mister P.O.W. 3-69