In God's Good Earth
by Eunice Jones Autry
They lie there so still, wrapped in God's good earth
Having paid with their life, for all it was worth.
So hold your head high when you pass them by
With prayers in your mind and a tear in your eye.
Give honor to them for the price that they paid
We shall never forget the promise we made.
So beat the drums softly and play the pipes slowly
With the pride of our fathers we will face the world boldly.
For the world of today wants us all to go away
But our honor and flags are all here to stay.
Our fathers look down from their homes up above
Show them honor and justice, but above all, show them love.
So today we are here with freedom from fear
It is right to pray and perhaps shed a tear.
So beat the drums softly and play the pipes slowly
For the right of their cause, give our hearts wholly.
Give a prayer and a cheer to last for a year
And if next year comes, let the world find us here.
© 2000
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