Lyrics

[Verse]
Dusty boots and worn-out patches,
Marching through the morning sun,
Every step a bond that catches,
For the fight's never truly done.

[Verse 2]
Back at home, the fields are waiting,
Golden wheat sways with the breeze,
Letters sent, the heartstrings straining,
Yearning for those simple pleas.

[Chorus]
Loyal soldiers, brave and true,
Guarding freedom, red, white, blue,
From the hills to the open plains,
Their sacrifice is not in vain.

[Verse 3]
Evenings by the campfire glowing,
Stories from those far-off lands,
Echoed tales of courage showing,
Strength found in each other's hands.

[Verse 4]
Silent prayers under the starlight,
Written in the sky so wide,
Holding close through the darkest night,
Knowing angels march beside.

[Chorus]
Loyal soldiers, brave and true,
Guarding freedom, red, white, blue,
From the hills to the open plains,
Their sacrifice is not in vain.