A song for those who go to foreign soils to fight for freedom and never make it back home.

Written in 2009 with my songwriting friend from Texas, Patricia Bishop.

Back in the heady, early days of my experimenting with BB.... I don't recall the tracks other than steel guitar and dobro.... but it's all BB except I think the drums are Jamstix.

Something To Die For

COPYRIGHT 2009 Hartley / Bishop

Me and my big brother, after church on Sunday
Out in Granny's backyard, playing Army green beret.
Climbing in the old oak tree, The smell of supper on the breeze
Music drifting through the door...
That's something to die for

Me & Jeannie Farmer, walking down to Skalseys Creek
An old dirt road to a swimming hole, in the Carolina heat.
Laughing in the warm night air, she lets down her long brown hair..
She's more than just the girl next door..... I swear...
That's something to die for

Country, God and family, these things I believe
Are the things in life worth living for
Country, God and family, what it takes to keep them free
Makes everything I do worth fighting for
That's something to die for

solo (8 bars)

Me and my sweet Jeannie after church on Sunday
Out in Grannys backyard as our little children play
Memories made forever of one more day together
Before I leave again .......for war
Thats something to die for

Bridge:
Far away, in a foreign land, A blinding flash in the desert sand.
My dreams are gone, like fading tracks...
Erased by the wind...

Chorus
Tag
That's something I died for.

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