Brothers riding to the wall from all across the land

The wars been over twenty years but they still come who can

Read the names of the land of the free

Think of the brothers who went down for you and me.



I ran into an old friend I hadn't seen in 20 years

Talked about the good old days and cried some tears

You've never seen the things he's trying to forget

Saw hell for 18 months you ain't sen nothing yet





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Rolling thunder writings on the wall

Six feet under brothers heard the call

Rolling thunder writings on the wall

Death with honor dreams will never fall



This wall is for Americans who fought in Vietnam

Who fought and died for rich old men who never held a gun

Read the names of the boys who went down for me and you

Just keep it in your mind you're name could be there too. yet.