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Was the captain of the team his senior year |
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In his eyes on his helmet he had no fear |
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Down by a six ball on the ten |
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Said huddle up boys we've got a game to win |
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Snapped the ball |
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He looked left and right |
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Nobody was open so he tucked in tight |
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And before them boys hanging on to him |
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The clock ran out as he ran it in |
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And the whole town cheered |
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And his mama cried |
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And they rushed down field |
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And they raised him high |
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Got his picture in the paper and the headline read All American Comeback Kid |
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He was recruited by the best schools in the land |
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He decided he'd sign with his Uncle Sam |
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He kissed mama goodbye in their living room |
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Said dad don't worry I'll be home soon |
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And the whole town cheered |
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And his mama cried |
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And they lined the street |
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Just to say goodbye |
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Got his picture in the paper |
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and the headline read |
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Come Back All American Kid |
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Three tours of duty |
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And a silver star |
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Brought him back home with his battle scars |
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He stopped off the plane |
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In his combat boots |
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He saluted the red white and blue |
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And the whole town cheered |
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And his mama cried |
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Another hometown boy made it home alive |
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Got his picture in the paper and the headline read |
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Welcome Back Home All American Kid |
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Yeah, this song is for those who never did come back all American kids |
