text: Theres a memory that rings clear as a bell
  I was bouncing like a bull rider on his knee
  I sure miss those old stories that hed tell
  From a hobo on a freight train
  To a sailor out at sea
  My granny says that Ive got his smile
  Hes the reason I take pride in my last name
  No he never made the headlines
  Nobody sings his song
  So for every unsung hero Im singing this today
  So raise your bottle to the boys and lets remember
  All the fallen and the price they had to pay
  Hold them up high and salute all the ones that made it back
  And for the ones away from home, dont forget to pray
  Grandpa could sing you every Hank Williams song
  But its Amazing Grace that brought him back around
  Hed shed a tear talking about the day
  That German gunner shot his best friend down
  My daddy fought a war some say in vain
  He came home in a wheel chair, and he walks with a cane
  Seems like every generation has to pay the cost
  I think about my family
  And the good friends that weve lost
  From Normandy to Korea, to Khe Sanh, Vietnam
  Heartaches streach from coast to coast
  From Bunker Hill to Fallujah, Gettysburg, to Japan
  Everyone whos ever served or lost someone
  Lets make a toast