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He used to play in daddy's uniform |
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With the stripes across the sleeve |
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And he knew when he was all grown up |
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What he was gonna to be |
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He used to like to ambush every careless cat or dog |
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That had the nerve to cross the battle lines he had drawn |
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And even though he didn't know |
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What his dad was fighting for |
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He was proud to be the other little soldier |
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In this war |
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The phone rang in the middle of the night |
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When they called his dad to go |
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Kissed him and his mom goodbye |
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And said God I love you both |
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I know that it's a lot to ask of such a little man |
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But hold the fort and |
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I'll be home as quickly as I can |
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And even though he didn't know |
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What his dad was fighting for |
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He was proud to be the other little soldier |
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In this war |
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A wall cannot begin to hold |
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The names of all the kids |
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Who gave the great sacrifice |
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That any child could give |
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It was the first time he had ever seen |
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A flag from up that close |
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And he watched them as |
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They folded it so careful and so slow |
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As they gave it to his mother |
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He knew what he should do |
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He raised his little hand and |
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Gave his dad one last salute |
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And even though he didn't know |
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What his dad was fighting for |
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He was proud to be the other little soldier |
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He was proud to be the other little soldier |
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In this war |
