Written by Jay And Rick -
JUN-2010 (0:00)
Recorded With Rick 7-21-2010
JAYS VERSION Recorded 9-15-2010
Wind is blowin hard today Sand is everywhere I Cant see the other side Sometimes its hard to bear Back in camp shake it off and the sand falls to the floor What doesnt fall is the empty feeling that makes me need you more Take the pictures from my wallet Theyre the things that pull me through Keep doin my job the best I can Till I come home to you
(CHORUS)
CHORUS Im a son a Dad The one you love Im a man in uniform When I see those smiling eyes again Ill Know Ill know Ive stood the storm
Theres a C17 rollin up the tarmack Shes bringin in whats real Carrying wounded warriors Flags drapped over steel So I grab my kit and head on out The flight line stings my face I Turn her around shell head for home Rise to the sky with grace There are thousands more just like me Everyone a volunteer Were gonna make it through this hurricane For as long as we are here (CHORUS)
The end of another 14 hours running around the tock We used to stop at quittin time but here there aint no clock Im doing what I can to keep those Black Hawk pilots running safe Got to help them plan the missions Got to help them keep the faith
Today Ive seen so many men as they stood and as they fell Keep hoping that Im helping them most times it hard to tell And to see it in their faces its a call that comes with trust Its a hope a strength a bravery I admire them so much