The Front Line
Album: One Hoss Town
By: Troy Hoss
By: Troy Hoss
Duration
3:12
Description
Written and Performed by Troy Hoss
Lyrics
The Front Line Daddy’s eyes were dark and hollow His words cut like a knife Uncle Sam sent word from Nam His brother lost his life Church bells ring in his name As far south as Seguin A waste of love, a waste of life Or to a boy it seems But I grew up and served that flag like my family tends to do If I could live my life again I would do a dang thing new I’d be on the frontline, doing my time Just like my Uncle Tom and Jason done They were on the frontline, doing their time But they fell because they both refused to run All his friends in brown and blue Gathered there that day They search their hearts They searched for words There ain’t no words to say We know the badge pinned on our chest didn’t come without a price It shouldn’t have to end with saying goodbye 305 So I came back to Texas like us Texans tend to do If I could live my life again I wouldn’t do a dang thing new I’d be on the frontline, doing my time Just like my Uncle Tom and Jason done They were on the frontline, doing their time But they fell because they both refused to run
