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  • SavageEagle

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    Here's a GREAT song that if it doesn't give you goosebumps nothing will.

    Garth Brooks
    Ireland

    They say mother earth is breathing
    With each wave that finds the shore
    Her soul rises in the evening
    For to open twilights door
    Her eyes are the stars in heaven
    Watching o'er us all the while
    And her heart it is in Ireland
    Deep within the Emerald Isle

    We are forty against hundreds
    In someone else's bloody war
    We know not why were fighting
    Or what we're dying for
    They will storm us in the morning
    When the sunlight turns to sky
    Death is waiting for its dance now
    Fate has sentenced us to die

    Ireland I am coming home
    I can see your rolling fields of green
    And fences made of stone
    I am reaching out won't you take my hand
    I'm coming home Ireland

    Oh the captain he lay bleeding
    I can hear him calling me
    These men are yours now for the leading
    Show them to their destiny
    As I look up all around me
    I see the ragged tired and torn
    I tell them to make ready
    'Cause we're not waiting for the morn

    Ireland I am coming home
    I can see your rolling fields of green
    And fences made of stone
    I am reaching out won't you take my hand
    I'm coming home Ireland

    Now the fog is deep and heavy
    As we forge the dark and fear
    We can hear their horses breathing
    As in silence we draw near
    There are no words to be spoken
    Just a look to say good-bye I draw a breath and night is broken
    As I scream our battle cry

    Ireland I am coming home
    I can see your rolling fields of green
    And fences made of stone
    I am reaching out won't you take my hand
    I'm coming home Ireland
    Yes I am home Ireland

    We were forty against hundreds
     

    slacker

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    Big & Rich
    8th of November

    Said goodbye to his mamma
    As he left South Dakota
    To fight for the Red, White, and Blue.
    He was nineteen and green with a new M-16
    Just doing what he had to do.

    He was dropped in the jungle
    Where the choppers would rumble
    With the smell of napalm in the air.
    And the sergeant said, "Look up ahead"

    Like a dark, evil cloud
    1,200 came down
    on him and 29 more.
    They fought for their lives
    But most of them died
    In the 173rd Airborne.

    (Chorus)
    On the 8th of November,
    The angels were crying
    As they carried his brothers away.
    With the fire raining down
    And the Hell all around
    There were few men left standing that day.
    Saw the eagle fly,
    Through a clear, blue sky
    1965, the 8th of November.

    Now he's fifty-eight
    And his ponytail's grey
    But the battle still plays in his head.
    He limps when he walks,
    But he's strong when he talks
    About the shrapnel they left in his leg.

    He puts on a grey suit
    Over his Airborne tattoo
    And He ties it on one time a year
    And remembers the fallen,
    As he orders a tall one
    And swallows it down with his tears.

    (Chorus)
    On the 8th of November,
    The angels were crying
    As they carried his brothers away.
    With the fire raining down
    And the Hell all around
    There were few men left standing that day.
    Saw the eagle fly,
    Through a clear, blue sky
    1965, the 8th of November.

    Saw the eagle fly,
    Through a clear, blue sky
    1965.

    (Chorus)
    On the 8th of November,
    The angels were crying
    As they carried his brothers away.
    With the fire raining down
    And the Hell all around
    There were few men left standing that day.

    (Chorus)
    On the 8th of November,
    The angels were crying
    As they carried his brothers away.
    With the fire raining down
    And the Hell all around,
    There were few men left standing that day.
    Saw the eagle fly,
    Through a clear, blue sky
    1965, the 8th of November.

    The 8th of November
    The 8th of November

    He said goodbye to his mamma
    As he left South Dakota
    To fight for the Red, White, and Blue.
    He was nineteen and green with a new M-16
    Just doing what he had to do.
     

    4sarge

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    FREEDONIA
    Not a song, but I find this very moving :patriot:

    [ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPbIls0iOnI"]YouTube - Red & The Pledge[/ame]
     

    Cwood

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    Trace Adkins
    Arlington

    I never thought that this is where I'd settle down,
    I thought I'd die an old man back in my hometown,
    They gave me this plot of land, me and some other men,
    for a job well done.

    There's a big white house sits on a hill just up the road,
    The man inside he cried the day they brought me home,
    They folded up a flag, and told my mom and dad, 'We're proud of your son'.

    And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property,
    I'm on scared ground and I'm in the best of company,
    I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done,
    I can rest in peace, I'm one of the chosen ones,
    I made it to Arlington.

    I remember daddy brought me here when I was eight,
    We searched all day to find out where my granddad lay,
    And when we finally found that cross,
    He said, 'Son this is what it cost, to keep us free'.
    Now here I am a thousand stones away from him,
    He recognized me on the first day I came in,
    And it gave me a chill, when he clicked his heels, and saluted me.

    And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property,
    I'm on scared ground and I'm in the best of company,
    And I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done,
    I can rest in peace, I'm one of the chosen ones,
    I made it to Arlington.

    And every time I hear, twenty-one guns,
    I know they brought another hero home, to us.

    We're thankful for those thankful for the things we've done,
    We can rest in peace, 'cause we were the chosen ones,
    We made it to Arlington, yea, dust to dust
    Don't cry for us, we made it to Arlington.
     

    cce1302

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    Back down south
    Here's the one I can't listen to:
    If you're reading this
    Tim McGraw

    If you’re reading this
    My momma is sitting there
    Looks like I only got a one way ticket over here
    I sure wish I could give you one more kiss
    War was just a game we played when we were kids
    Well I’m laying down my gun
    I’m hanging up my boots
    I’m up here with God
    And we’re both watching over you

    So lay me down
    In that open field out on the edge of town
    And know my soul
    Is where my momma always prayed where it would go.
    If you’re reading this I’m already home.

    If you’re reading this
    Half way around the world
    I won’t be there to see the birth of our little girl
    I hope she looks like you
    I hope she fights like me
    Stand up for the innocent and the weak
    I’m laying down my gun
    Hanging up my boots
    Tell dad I don’t regret that id follow in his shoes

    So lay me down
    In that open field out on the edge of town
    And know my soul is where my momma always prayed where it would go
    If you’re reading this, I’m already home

    If you’re reading this, there is going to come a day
    You move on and find someone else and that’s okay
    Just remember this
    I’m in a better place
    Soldiers live in peace and angels sing amazing grace

    So lay me down
    In that open field out on the edge of town
    And know my soul is where my momma prayed where that it would go
    If you’re reading this
    If you’re reading this
    I’m already home
     

    SavageEagle

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    Ok guys. Happy songs. Please? :) Patriotic, happy, uplifting songs! :rockwoot: Quit bringing tears to my eyes!
     

    4sarge

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    FREEDONIA
    Not so much Patriotic as My Message to Obama :patriot:

    [ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DUvEouWA29o&feature=related"]YouTube - I Won't Back Down/Johnny Cash[/ame]


    and once Barry is groovin to that one, one for the road that we are on :draw:


    [ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TziyOcb96q0&feature=related"]YouTube - ac/dc live Highway to hell[/ame]

    and to Barry's Final Destination

    [ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOErZuzZpS8&feature=related"]YouTube - Arthur Brown - Fire[/ame]
     

    slacker

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    Just found another good one. Forgot about this thread for a while, but I think its time to bring it back!

    [ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zDbjalo9zMw"]YouTube - Rushlow Harris - Bagpipes Cryin': Closed-Captioned[/ame]

    Stumbled across an old green box in my granddaddy's house
    Inside was a cross, some old dog tags, and a picture of when he was shipping out.
    So I showed it to him, said "tell me about those days"
    When he looked inside, he closed his eyes all he could say was:

    "I hear bagpipes cryin' Amazing Grace, Omaha Beach and her crashing waves.
    Old Glory draped like Heaven's mercy over the fallen sons.
    I see all the heroes who were willing to fight in the name of freedom layin' down their lives.
    And prayin' God's grace would keep us safe from harm, until they brought us boys back home."

    Those words to a boy that became a man now I'm ankle deep in this Persian sand.
    And every day I'm giving all I can because I'm damn proud to be American
    Yeah, I made some friends, and I've lost some too
    When I think about what they gave for me and you

    I hear bagpipes cryin' Amazing Grace, tears rolling down a mother's face.
    Old Glory draped like Heaven's mercy over the fallen sons.
    I see all the heroes who are willing to fight in the name of freedom layin' down their lives.
    And prayin' God's grace would keep us safe from harm, until they bring us boys back home

    I hear bagpipes cryin' Amazing Grace, tears rolling down a mother's face.
    Old Glory draped like Heaven's mercy over the fallen sons.
    I see all the heroes who are willing to fight in the name of freedom layin' down their lives.
    And prayin' God's grace would keep you safe from harm, until they bring you boys back home
    'till they bring you boys back home, till they bring you boys back home.



    And some Justin Moore
    [ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYdgwvi1LOU[/ame]

    Wear my name on the back of my belt
    Believe there's a God to save me from hell
    And dirt roads were made for country boys like me
    Don't belive in politically correct
    You wanna a piece better have a set
    A rifle and a four wheel drive is all I need
    Small mouth bass on the end of a hook
    Daddy read from the good book

    Chorus:
    I'm just a country boy from this land
    Makin' a living with these two hands
    Still believe in the good ole American way
    I watch 'em shut the factories down
    Then the foreigners flood into town
    They take what's left for half the pay
    We can't stand by and just let it fade away
    The good ole American way

    Got sense enough to know things change
    But the little man's getting screwed today
    Somebody with a backbone please stand up
    Oh we worked so hard to get this far
    Now we're forgetting everything and just call it love
    Don't tell me there ain't somethin' wrong
    Somebody's gotta sing this song

    Chorus:
    I'm just a country boy from this land
    Makin' a living with these two hands
    Still believe in the good ole American way
    I watch 'em shut the factories down
    Then the foreigners flood into town
    They take what's left for half the pay
    We can't stand by and just let it fade away
    The good ole American way

    We can't stand by and just let it fade away
    The good ole American way

    I wear my name on the back of my belt
    Believe there's a God to save me from hell
    And dirt roads were made for country boys like me
     
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    AR Maker

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    The Bumper of my SUV by Chely Wright

    I've got a bright red sticker on the back of my car
    Says United States Marines
    And yesterday a lady in a mini-van held up a middle finger at me
    Does she think she knows what I stand for?
    Or the things that I believe?
    Just by looking at a sticker for the US Marines
    On The Bumper Of My SUV

    See, my brother Chris, he's been in for more than 14 years now
    Our dad was in the Navy during Vietnam
    Did his duty then he got out
    And my grandpa earned his purple heart
    On the beach of Normandy
    That's why I've got a sticker for the US Marines
    On The Bumper Of SUV

    But that doesn't mean that I want war
    I'm not Republican or Democrat
    But I've gone all around this crazy world
    Just to try and better understand

    Yes I do have questions
    I get to ask them because I'm free
    That's why I've got a sticker for the US Marines
    On the Bumper Of My SUV

    Cause I've been to Hiroshima
    And I've been to the DMZ
    I've walked on the sand in Baghdad
    Still don't have all of the answers I need
    But I guess I wanna know where she's been
    Before she judges and gestures to me
    Cause she don't like my sticker
    For the US Marines
    On the bumper of my SUV

    So I hope that lady in her mini-van
    Turns on her radio and hears this from me
    As she picks up her kids from their private school
    And drives home safely on our city streets
    Or to the building where her church group meets

    Yeah, that's why I've got a sticker for the US Marines
    On the bumper of my SUV
     

    slacker

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    I'm for the low man on the totem pole
    And I'm for the underdog God bless his soul
    And I'm for the guys still pulling third shift
    And the single mom raisin' her kids
    I'm for the preachers who stay on their knees
    And I'm for the sinner who finally believes
    And I'm for the farmer with dirt on his hands
    And the soldiers who fight for this land

    Chorus:

    And I'm for the Bible and I'm for the flag
    And I'm for the working man, me and ol' hag
    I'm just one of many
    Who can't get no respect
    Politically uncorrect

    (Merle Haggard)
    I guess my opinion is all out of style
    (Gretchen Wilson)
    Aw, but don't get me started cause I can get riled
    And I'll make a fight for the forefathers plan
    (Merle Haggard)
    And the world already knows where I stand

    Repeat Chorus

    (Merle Haggard)
    Nothing wrong with the Bible, nothing wrong with the flag
    (Gretchen Wilson)
    Nothing wrong with the working man me & ol' hag
    We're just some of many who can't get no respect
    (Merle Haggard)
    None
    (Gretchen Wilson)
    Politically uncorrect
    (Merle Haggard)
    Politically uncorrect

    YouTube - Gretchen Wilson&Merle Haggard-Politically Uncorrect

    plus she is smoking hot.





    If this does not send chills down your spine, you are not american

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKCVS57j284



    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DgFlX3qUkU4
     

    HamsterStyle

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    Carthage
    (WRITTEN BY DARRYL WORLEY, JIM "MOOSE" BROWN AND PHIL O'DONNELL)



    VERSE 1



    IF YOU SEE ME HOLD MY HAND OVER MY HEART BEFORE I START THE PLEDGE OF ALLEGIANCE

    THERE'S A REASON, IT'S TO HONOR THOSE WHO DIED

    AND IF YOU SEE ME CLOSE MY EYES AND BOW MY HEAD BEFORE I BREAK BREAD WITH MY FAMILY

    IT AIN'T A HABIT, IT'S IMPORTANT AND IT'S MY RIGHT

    I WORK HALF A YEAR FOR ME THE OTHER HALF FOR UNCLE SAM

    WHILE HE'S BAILING OUT THOSE SINKING SHIPS AND DROWNING THE LITTLE MAN



    CHORUS:



    I WATCH THE NEWS AND HAVE TO WONDER IF THIS COUNTRY'S GOING CRAZY

    TALKIN' BOUT HOW MUCH THEY LOVE IT HERE BUT HOW THEY WANNA REARRANGE IT

    I'M JUST YOUR AVERAGE JOE AND THAT MAKES ME SMART ENOUGH TO KNOW

    THERE'S A BUNCH OF US OUT HERE THAT FEEL THE SAME

    Find More lyrics at SWEETS LYRICS
    GONNA KEEP OUR GOD, OUR FREEDOM, A LITTLE MONEY IN THE BANK

    Y'ALL CAN KEEP THE CHANGE



    VERSE 2



    NOW THE FAT CATS ON THE HILL ACTING SO BRILLIANT

    AIN'T SMART ENOUGH TO NOTICE THAT WE'RE ANGRY

    AND AMERICA'S IN TROUBLE

    IF THEY DON'T WISE UP AND STOP

    BUSTING OUT THE BLOCKS THAT WERE LAID AS A FOUNDATION

    THIS NATION COULD WAKE UP IN A PILE OF RUBBLE

    THEY SAY WE'RE MAKING PROGRESS BUT IT'S A BIG 'OL SHAME TO ME

    THAT COMMON SENSE AIN'T NEAR AS COMMON AS IT USED TO BE



    REPEAT CHORUS-BRIDGE:



    I'LL BET OUR GRANDPAS ARE GETTING DIZZY

    DOWN THERE IN THEIR GRAVES

    ROLLING OVER AND OVER, OVER WHAT'S GOING ON THESE DAYS



    REPEAT CHORUS

    YouTube - Keep The Change - Darryl Worley
     
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