Standing in this field of limestone
Watching flags wave in the air
You know we’d love to take you back home
But there ain’t no place like this there
A preacher stammers through a nice verse
Does his best to eulogize
At times like this, there ain’t no right words
The rifles fire and your life flashes right before my eyes
I don’t need no one to tell me you’re a hero
Hell, I’ve known that ever since you were young
And there ain’t words to say how proud we all are of you, son
Nothing says “job well done” like twenty-one guns
They dressed you up in your best uniform
And pinned your medals on your chest
That folded flag they gave your mama
Seemed to say, “We all know that you did your best”
I don’t need no one to tell me you’re a hero
Hell, I’ve known that ever since you were young
And there ain’t words to say how proud we all are of you, son
Nothing says “job well done” like twenty-one guns
Jamey Johnson, born on July 14, 1975, in Alabama, began his music career in the early 2000s. In 2008, he released his successful album That Lonesome Song, which brought him fame with popular songs like In Color and High Cost... Read more about Jamey Johnson