Lyrics

[Verse]
She hung up her uniform, walked off the base,
Traded her stripes for a painter’s grace.
With a steady hand and a heart so true,
She brings old glory to life in red, white, and blue.

[Verse 2]
Her studio’s small, but her dreams are grand,
With a paintbrush now instead of command.
Sketching stories of those who served,
Giving each hero the honor they deserve.

[Chorus]
At Sketch and Salute, she’s crafting pride,
Each stroke of the brush tells a story inside.
From the flag’s bold wave to a soldier’s face,
She paints the spirit of this sacred space.

[Verse 3]
She knows the cost of the freedom we feel,
Her art’s a tribute, her love’s the seal.
For every vet and their battles unknown,
She gives them a piece of herself, their own.

[Bridge]
Through every plaque and custom frame,
She inks their sacrifice, their name.
A veteran’s hand, a patriot’s heart,
Bringing the past alive with her art.

[Chorus]
At Sketch and Salute, she’s crafting pride,
Each stroke of the brush tells a story inside.
From the flag’s bold wave to a soldier’s face,
She paints the spirit of this sacred space.