Lost Soldier Son
- our family is proud of their lost soldier son
- not because they believe in the flag or a gun
- they miss him because they remember him well
- and loved him so dearly for the day that he fell
- all I knew was a picture some stories they told
- about young carl junior that good hearted boy
- we had a connection I’ll tell it to you
- he liked the good music now just like I do
- I see a kind face staring down from the wall
- every time that I pass through my grandparent’s hall
- it’s almost reflection his face so like mine
- my uncle carl junior now in the grave lyin’
- my mother remembers the day that she heard
- as she learned of her brother she spoke not a word
- a small yellow paper received on that day
- it read killed in action in France far away
- they still love him dearly it all seems so sad
- grandmother, grandfather, my mother and dad
- they cherish the last things he won from afar
- that one purple heart and a bright silver star
- now nothing can bring the boy back to the fold
- but his precious memory ever lovingly hold
- when the music is playing and we’re all gathered there
- our spirits rekindled no more to despair
- our family is proud of their lost soldier son
- not because they believe in the flag or a gun
- they miss him because they remember him well
- and loved him so dearly for the day that he fell
© Chris Brashear (House of Hollis Music, ASCAP)