The Boy From The Farm

Verse 1 (0:00 - 0:35)
On a boat rockin’ rough, ‘cross the English Channel’s gray,
A country boy from Georgia, just nineteen, prays today.
The ocean’s roarin’ angry, Normandy’s cliffs in sight,
Clutchin’ his rifle, he’s thinkin’ of home tonight. 
Chorus (0:35 - 1:05)
He’s the boy from the farm, with dirt still in his soul,
Ridin’ to the beaches where the cannons take their toll.
For the fields he plowed, for the flag he holds so dear,
He’ll storm that shore for freedom, with his heart still back there. 
Verse 2 (1:05 - 1:40)
He sees his mama’s porch swing, the barn where he’d play,
His sweetheart’s smile at sunset, dancin’ in the hay.
But the ramp’s about to drop now, bullets scream through the air,
That boy from the farm stands tall, though his fear’s hard to bear. 
Chorus (1:40 - 2:10)
He’s the boy from the farm, with dirt still in his soul,
Ridin’ to the beaches where the cannons take their toll.
For the fields he plowed, for the flag he holds so dear,
He’ll storm that shore for freedom, with his heart still back there. 
Bridge (2:10 - 2:30)
Through the smoke and the chaos, he charges up the sand,
A hero born in overalls, with a Bible in his hand.
If he falls on Omaha, let the world know his name,
A country boy who gave it all, for the home he’d see again. 
Chorus (2:30 - 3:00)
He’s the boy from the farm, with dirt still in his soul,
Ridin’ to the beaches where the cannons take their toll.
For the fields he plowed, for the flag he holds so dear,
He’ll storm that shore for freedom, with his heart still back there. 
Outro (3:00 - 3:20)
Yeah, his heart’s still back there… that boy from the farm.