You should be with us now
You should be here
We should be sitting by the fire
On our second round of beers
We opened the whiskey
We're out back in the shop
We're raising our glass to you
Still numb from the shock
'Cause you're the only one who's missing
And it doesn't feel right
You should be tucking in your baby girl
And kissing her goodnight
And your son is full of questions
About how daddy got to heaven
We never thought you'd go this way
You were only 27
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Our hometown hero's in the news today
The flags are flying at half-mast
We buried you on a clear blue All Saints' Day
To the lonesome sound of trumpet playing "Taps"
You went to Afghanistan
And you were only 19
You never talked much
'Bout the things that you'd seen
You came back to your hometown
To a start a new life
Had a couple of babies
And a beautiful wife
But the demons that you lived with
You hid well, we never saw
The guns that you kept loaded
And the patches in the wall
She was in the kitchen making lunches
And the kids were in their beds
And in a flash we lost you to
The war inside your head
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Our hometown hero's in the news today
The flags are flying at half-mast
We buried you on a clear blue All Saints' Day
To the lonesome sound of trumpet playing "Taps"
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And a father should never have to
Bury his own son
He throws a shovel full of dirt down
And we follow one by one
And your kids are gonna grow up
Asking about you
How you could love someone and leave them
And how both things could be true?
Our hometown hero's in the news today
The flags are flying at half-mast
We buried you on a clear blue All Saints' Day
To the lonesome sound of trumpet playing "Taps"
To the lonesome sound of trumpet playing "Taps"