MY FRIENDS CALL ME STAN
Jim Hancock, Benn Cutarelli

VERSE
I’M AN OLD SOLDIER I DO MY BEST TO STAND
MY LIFE IS HARD WITH ONLY ONE GOOD HAND
SOMETIMES MY LEGS SHAKE BUT I DON’T FALL
I WIPE AWAY A TEAR AND WALK UP TO THE WALL

CHORUS
MY FRIENDS CALL ME STAN
I TRACE NAMES FROM THE VIET NAM WALL
THIS IS MY WAY OF HONORING THEM ALL
I READ SOMEWHERE GOD COLLECTS SOLDIER’S TEARS
IN THE HEAT OF BATTLE GOD CALMED MY FEARS
MY FRIENDS CALL ME STAN

VERSE
I WAS IN THAT HELL IN SIXTY EIGHT
THAT’S WHERE I THOUGHT I WOULD MEET MY FATE
GOD HAS BEEN KIND TO ME ALL THESE YEARS
I FEEL HIS PRESENCE STANDING RIGHT HERE

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BRIDGE
WHEN IT’S COLD AND WINDY LIKE TODAY
SOMETIMES MY TRACING PAPER BLOWS AWAY
THESE DAYS THIS WALL OF NAMES CLOUD MY MIND
ONE OF THOSE NAMES COULD HAVE BEEN MINE

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