作词 : Aaron Watson
 作曲 : Aaron Watson
There's a memory that rings clear as a bell
I was bouncing like a bull rider on his knee
I sure miss those old stories that he'd tell
From a hobo on a freight train
To a sailor out at sea
My granny says that I've got his smile
He's the reason I take pride in my last name
No he never made the headlines
Nobody sings his song
So for every unsung hero I'm singing this today
So raise your bottle to the boys and let's remember
All the fallen and the price they had to pay
Hold them up high and salute all the ones that made it back
And for the ones away from home, don't forget to pray
Grandpa could sing you every Hank Williams song
But it's Amazing Grace that brought him back around
He'd shed a tear talking about the day
That German gunner shot his best friend down
My daddy fought a war some say in vain
He came home in a wheel chair, and he walks with a cane
Seems like every generation has to pay the cost
I think about my family
And the good friends that we've lost
So raise your bottle to the boys and let's remember
All the fallen and the price they had to pay
Hold them up high and salute all the ones that made it back
And for the ones away from home, don't forget to pray
From Normandy to Korea, to Khe Sanh, Vietnam
Heartaches streach from coast to coast
From Bunker Hill to Fallujah, Gettysburg, to Japan
Everyone who's ever served or lost someone
Let's make a toast
So raise your bottle to the boys and let's remember
All the fallen and the price they had to pay
Hold them up high and salute all the ones that made it back
And for the ones away from home, don't forget to pray