Dress Right Dress


Dress right dress, they are laid rest, brothers and sisters in arms
Rows upon rows of headstones, some adorned with flowers and charms

The American flag snapping in the distance and no other sounds today
For it is a day of reflection, many people don't know what to say

War after war, they fight our enemies living through the stress
A day to remember the fallen, who fought to their very last breath

Today we mourn with those families, who got that knock on their door
A parent, a spouse, a sibling, or child... whose knees drop to the
floor

A sacrifice was made, by the soul that's laid to rest
Draped with that same American flag, everything looking it's best

Tears sliding down faces, as the bugler plays "Taps"
Holding their hands in salute, the soldiers polished to their caps

Years go by as a soldier, fighting for the red, white, and blue.
Not a day goes by, that we don't remember the sacrifices made for you

We held the hands of the fallen, until their very last breathe
We stood next to them as comrades,
Where we all stood, dress right dress

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