God, Family and Country

	He grew up in a time
	When a third-grade education
	Was all the school you needed
	To work the family farm
	He'd take time off on
	SundayHim and all his family, warm a pew
	And give thanks to the
	LordThere was no gray, only black and white
	Didn't need no-one to tell him
	What was wrong or right'
	Cause he had
	God, family and country
	He set aside his plow, in early 1940
	Said goodbye to his small town
	And put on the army green
	Hard times on the front lines
	Writin' letters on wet paper
	Not one word about
	The awful things he'd seen
	His was a generation,
	That answered without question
	They knew they had to win'
	Cause they were fightin' for
	God, family and country
	On the coffee table
	Sits the family
	BibleWhere just last year he added
	A little boy to the family tree
	There's the folded flag they gave us
	On the day he left us
	But the thing that
	I remember most
	Is the way that he, believed
	In God, Family and
	CountryOhh, we've got
	God, family and country