The medal that his dad gave him
Tucked away in his duffle bag
He said don't wory about a thing, Paps
You'll be gettin' this when I'll get backWalkin' down the road
Through the city on a routine patrol
Shots rang out and he hits the ground
Sergeant yells "Man down"This is for the ones who ain't comin' back
Who fought for their country in Iraq
And they left their families at home
To come over here and die aloneI carried his coffin onto the plane
And gave a salute as they read off his name
We packed away that duffle bag
And the Silver Star that he got from his dadThere was one old men when we got off the plane
With no one there for him to greet
But the whole damn company shook his hand
We were brothers to the son he will never seeThis is for the ones who ain't comin' back
Who fought for their country in Iraq
And they left their families at home
To come over here and die aloneThis is for the ones who ain't comin' back
Who fought for their country in Iraq
And they left their families at home
To come over here and die alone