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Sally Ann lyrics
Sally Ann waited patiently for the postman every day.
She tended to her children and watched the sunlight fade.
When she heard the mail drop through the slot,
She waited five full minutes, by the clock
Through the kitchen, down the hall she walked
Eyes held to the floor.

Verse 2
She scooped up all the catalogues and laid them in a pile.
Held her breath until the envelope was safely in her hand.
Hungry for some word of hope, she ripped it clean in two.
Words blurred, her heart caught in her throat
And the tears began to flow.

Chorus
"Darling, as I write, the rain is falling.
Reminds me of our long walks on the sand.
It grieves me so, you're there alone
But it won't be long til I come home,
And for us, the war will be over."

Verse 3
Sally Ann heard a giggle from the baby's room.
Gathered up her youngest in her arms.
Drinking in the fragrance of baby's hair,
She murmured with a smile, "Don't worry,"
"Daddy says (hold 1.5 beats) he'll be home soon."

Verse 4
Gazing on her world, the rain is falling.
Child held on her hip, she's not alone.
Face strong (2 beats), chin up (2 beats),
She makes a home
She reads again, his promise sent, the war will soon be over.

Chorus
"Darling, as I write, the rain is falling.
Reminds me of our long walks on the sand.
It grieves me so, you're there alone
But it won't be long til I come home,
Kiss the baby, dear, the war will soon be over."

Flanders Field lyrics
In Flanders fields the poppies grow,
Between the crosses, row by row.
What shall we do to keep alive
The courage of those who did not survive?

Verse 1
Few comrades left to carry the fire
Red poppies covering, a funeral pyre,
For nameless, faceless boys long gone,
Breeze bends the poppies, a tribute lives on.

Verse 2
A gentle man may walk your way,
Hand outstretched, you'll hear him say,
"Take a Buddy Poppy, just for today,
And remember those who are gone."

Bridge
Look in his eyes, surely you'll see
A field in France where he left a friend
Who died to keep us free.

Chorus
In Flanders fields the poppies grow,
Between the crosses, row by row.
A tender flower to keep alive
The memory of those long gone.

Tag
Wear a Buddy Poppy, just for today,
And remember those who are gone.

You Never Told Me Lyrics
Verse 1
One look at your picture brought tears to my eyes.
Gas mask in hand, buildings in piles.
Rifle slung over your shoulder.
Boots caked in mud of painful miles.

Chorus
You never told me, I just knew
A smile so wistful, helmet straight and true,
When I look in the mirror, the smile is there, too.
My father fought in the war.

Verse 2
The whole world in chaos,
You were afraid of nothing, then.
A theater slick with blood and death,
Mere boys, brutally forged into men.

Chorus
You never told me, I just knew.
Eyes in shadow, shrouded in gloom
When I look in the mirror, the eyes are there, too.
My father fought in the war.

Bridge
Heartache, triumph and fear.
You never told stories, not once through the years.

Instrumental

Chorus
You never told me, I just knew
Face etched with memories of missions you flew.
When I look in the mirror, the face is there, too.
My father fought in the war.

Tag
Though the world has moved on, we'll not forget.
Freedom's flag still flies because
Our fathers fought all the wars.

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The Silence of This Moment
In the hush of hastening nightfall
When the breeze so faintly stirs
Rustling through the wheat fields
Bending grass between the stones

I am moved within my spirit
By the thought of those passed on
Gazing at the monuments
Upon this field of bones

The flag gently unfurling
Watching over they who sleep
In the silence of this moment
I will my lonely vigil keep

Lingering near etched granite
Reverent solitude and prayer
For the memory of their names
And the precious lives they gave.

In the silence of this moment
Grateful vigil I will keep
For the memory of their names
And the precious lives they gave.

For the memory of their names
And the precious lives they gave.


Hector Lyrics
Hector was named for his uncle,
A man he never had met
If he had made it home from the war alive,
He would have been a Viet Nam vet.

His mother's oldest brother
She was seven when he went away
She waved and squealed as he tossed her high,
Caught her, twirled her and kissed her for the last time that day.

Hector's mother often would tell him
Be good, so your uncle sees and is proud.
I know he's watching, I hear him laughing,
Look up, he's peeking from behind that bright cloud

So Hector grew strong in the spirit
of a man he never did know
He kept faith with his mother and uncle
And was a big brother to sister Rose.

He stocked shelves in the market all morning
Went to college at night after work
He worked hard to take care of his family
And he took Rose to play in the park.

Hector worked holidays for extra money
So Rose would have Christmas toys.
His mother thanked God every morning,
that Hector never ran with gang boys.

But the neighborhood gang grew to hate him
for they saw he was getting ahead.
He was attacked from behind in the dark,
They laughed, and then left him dead.

Little Hector was named for his uncle
A man he never had met
If he had made it home from the store alive,
He would have been a gang war vet.

Mama Rose still speaks of her brother,
In a neighborhood where chances are few
Helping children learn to love one another,
She works to keep his memory new.

Little Hector was named for his uncle
A man he never had met
If he had made it home from the store alive,
He would have been a gang war vet.

 

Adrienne & husband David own Eagle Canyon Music & a portion of the sales of the album The Child In My Heart ( includes national award-winning song Sally Ann) is being donated to the NSDAR World War II Memorial Project fund.

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