Dreams of Honor and War

Ham A boy with a stick Marching through the fields in his

daddy's boots he learned how it feels to dream of honor

Flags that fly so high he'd watch the jets car streaks across

the sky Mama prayed oh Lord keep him clean Close to home

but he heard the call where the brave must roll he dreamed of

a hero's name but war don't play a noble game he marched to

a land that cursed his face and died In a far off fore

A flag for a bed and silence remains While this country cried out