We all hear the words "get down, get down"
We all drop to the ground, no one's messing around
When the crashes end, we all rise
To see who we lost, the ones who cry
...
In the rainy night
When the room is dark as lead
You feel something inside you
Almost a feeling of dread
...
Remember
We all hear the words "get down, get down"
We all drop to the ground, no one's messing around
When the crashes end, we all rise
To see who we lost, the ones who cry
Now the angels cry, "it's not time to die"
They stand back up and they must lie;
Bury their feelings way down deep
To keep their sanity, they do not weep
They know that when trouble comes their way
They take the orders; they must obey
They do what they're told, only thinking
When they go home to see their baby
The soldiers pray to higher beings
That the fighting will end; that they will be free
For they wish to escape this Hellish nightmare known as war;
Dealing with trouble they have to endure
The war has long since passed, but it is still time to remember
Remember the ones that came home, remember the ones that did not
Remember the pain and distraught they felt
Remember the ones that went to the light
Remember the ones who were brave and true
Remember the ones who still are
Remember everything; Remember it all
Never forget the Vietnam Vets