On this Fourth of July We stand and
wander why
Men and Women had to die for the freedom
we have today
For those freedoms I shout hip-hurray and
for those freedoms I will boldly say
God bless you fighting Soldiers each and
everyone
To the ones who fly the jet planes, to
the ones who shoot the guns
From the ones who develop the missions to
the ones who go to war
To the ones who jump out of planes, or
just the ones who kick down doors
I may travel this wide wold over, but no
matter where I roam
When I see a fighting soldier it will
always feel like home
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