Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Cause Freedom Isn't Free

Woke up in the morning a foxhole for a bed
I grabbed my Kevlar helmet and put it on my head
I read my daily bible verse and said a little prayer
For my little son with his blonde and golden hair

It wasn’t all that long ago he sat upon my knee
He looked me in the eye and asked Dad can’t you stay with me
I struggled with an answer and said what I believe
Son I've got to fight for freedom, Cause Freedom isn’t free

Then I did the daily things I cleaned my M-16
Had a bite to eat from a brand new MRE
Thought about the game I knew I couldn’t see
Then my captain said you’re going home on leave

He looked just like his momma played like me insane
He hit a walk off homer to win his team the game
I hugged him tight felt so right it was meant to be
He’s why I fight for freedom, Cause freedom isn’t free

Six months go by new orders say I have another tour
They said this is the last one but I’m not really sure
Cause in my arms a young boy gives up his one last breath
It was an IED that took him to his death

Now I’m at home but my mind’s alone my boy sits next to me
Dad I saw the photo with that boy nestled in your chest
I don’t know what happened I know you gave your best
Dad you know you’ve got to fight for freedom, Cause freedom isn’t free

My son is why I fight for freedom, Cause freedom isn’t free
He’s why I fight for freedom, Cause freedom isn’t free

Paul Mize © 2012

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