2008
2008
Rain came down on a far away town, to the sound of the bugler's call
Old, young, soft and hard they saddled and rode, Riders of the Patriot Guard
Right or wrong left or right not our cause not our fight, standing tall, as they stood for us all
In silence we stand respect for them all ride Conan, Cowboy, Lady, and Paul
From cities and farms and shipyards we come, sound bugle, canon, pipes and the drum
With honor and tears as they did die, pass Jacob, Johnny, and Jenny, we cry
This line proud 'n long our spirits 'a soar, fly colors, these heroes their lives they gave for
In silence we stand with pain in our soul, ride Bert, Zippy, Ellen and Mole
No answers to questions we’ve held from the start
No questions to answers we’ll just do our part
To honor our brothers and sisters this day
Come Angel, Taz, and Bear to pray
MUSICAL Riff
All they ask of you now is remember their strife, which gave to many a freer life
For Freedom's not free, t'was paid by their love, of Nation, Family and God above
Faded not forgotten for their sacred part, their face and lost years will burn in our heart
In silence we stand respect in our soul, ride Gunny, Decaf, Slowride and Joel
The rain came down on that far away town, to the sound of the bugler's call
Old, young, soft and hard they saddled and rode, Riders of the Patriot Guard
Right or wrong left or right not our cause not our fight, standing tall as they stood for us all
In silence we stand respect for them all ride Conan, Cowboy, Lady, and Paul
Ride Conan, Cowboy, Lady, and Paul
Ride Conan, Cowboy, Lady, and Paul
