The Road To Glory
The road to glory,dead in fields
the fallen men,with broken shields
who gave their lives so valiantly,
the price of freedom for you and me
The road to glory dead in fields
Mortars falling from the sky
when they burst,men will die
for our freedom it came to be
The road to glory dead in fields
The best to offer our Country's yield
greatly outnumbered, their fates are sealed
fighting an enemy they rarely see
my last tour here then home I'll be
The road to glory dead in fields
Copyright © Richard Pickett | Year Posted 2009
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