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Twenty one guns fired in unison on the days
We laid them in the ground
And to have them each call me their grandson
I was lucky and I'm proud

One left school at only 13
The other Paris Island strong
The greatest generations almost gone
May their legacy live on

They weren't scared to stand and fight
Helped teach me wrong from right when I was young
They'd give the shirt off of their back and half of what they had
Just to help someone 

Brokaw got it right
On a news cast late one night
And I'll back his words without hesitation 
We owe a lot to those who fought and died
The greatest generation 

I watched them work up to their dying days without
A can't do attitude
Full of love and life and country pride
Well that's something, just something that you do

They put their families first
Weren't scared of hard work
Showed those they loved undying dedication
There'll never be another group of souls
Like the greatest generation 

They weren't scared to stand and fight
Helped teach me wrong from right when I was young
They'd give the shirt off of their back and half of what they had
Just to help someone

Brokaw got it right
On a news cast late one night
And I'll back his words without hesitation 
We owe a lot to those who fought and died
The greatest generation 

Neither one would say they'd have been those men without
The women in their lives
Standing by them through thick and thin as they
Also sacrificed

They did their part while they were gone
To keep a house a home
To provide for the needs of a nation
There'll never be another group I know 
Like the greatest generation 

We owe them all so much appreciation 
The greatest generation

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