There’s teddy bears and high school rings
and old photographs that mamas bring
Of daddies with their young boy, playing ball.
There’s combat boots,he used to wear,
When he was sent over there.
And there’s 50,000 names, carved in the wall
There’s cigarettes, and cans of beer
and notes that say I miss you dear
and children who don’t say anything at all.
There’s purple hearts and packs of gum
fatherless daughters and fatherless sons
and there’s 50,000 names carved in the wall
They come from all across this land
In pickup trucks and mini vans
Searching for a boy from long ago
They scan the wall and find his name
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