Brothers riding to the wall from all across the land The wars been over twenty years but they still come who can Read the names of the land of the free Think of the brothers who went down for you and me.
I ran into an old friend I hadn't seen in 20 years Talked about the good old days and cried some tears You've never seen the things he's trying to forget Saw hell for 18 months you ain't sen nothing yet
Chorus: Rolling thunder writings on the wall Six feet under brothers heard the call Rolling thunder writings on the wall Death with honor dreams will never fall
This wall is for americans who fought in vietnam Who fought and died for rich old men who never held a gun Read the names of the boys who went down for me and you Just keep it in your mind you're name could be there too. yet.
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