Lyric Context Universe
hard to keep the tear out of my eyes. for this might be our last goodbye. your country calls you to defend a great land
so do your part just like a man. down where the river bends
with god's help we'll meet again. under the same old sycamore tree
hard to keep the tear out of my eyes. for this might be our last goodbye. your country calls you to defend a great land
so do your part just like a man. down where the river bends
with god's help we'll meet again. under the same old sycamore tree