Nazareth

The bars are crowded with wasted youth
You just went, you didnt know the truth
You dont know that kid when you look back
You remember the music, paint it black
You had a brother in the movement and he burned his card
Hes got a job in the white house, aint life hard
You came back a hero on a stolen horse
You say you dont fit in, you cant stay the course
I may be right, dont care if Im wrong
Its a veterans song
I may be right, dont care if Im wrong
Its a veterans song