I took a musket ball in Chancellorsville
I went down and I lie here still
Underneath a cross of stone
The world is turned and times moved on
There are seasons when it seems
Everyone's forgotten me
Til, the Last Monday in May
When all the springtime flowers bloom
They come and decorate my grave but only bones lie here entombed
My spirit flies as high as Old Glory waves, on the Last Monday in May
I fought on a distant shore
In the war to end all wars
World War I turned into 2
Argonne into Pelieu
Its hard to rest so far from home, one day a year I'm not alone
The Last Monday in May
When all the springtime flowers bloom
They come and decorate my grave but only bones lie here entombed
My spirit flies as high as Old Glory waves, on the Last Monday in May
From the jungles of Vietnam to the mountains
Of Afghanistan and whatever war's are yet to be
We'll fight to keep our country free
Chopper went down in Iraq
One more week and I have made it back
Now my war and battle's done
I rest in peace in Arlington
My wife is here most days with me, won't you come and keep us company
The Last Monday in May
When all the springtime flowers bloom
Please help her decorate my grave but only bones lie here entombed
My spirit flies as high as Old Glory waves
Remember all of us and the
Sacrifice we made, on the Last Monday in May