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The number on his back, Voted captain of his high school football team
Took us all the way to state, got a scholarship to play down in Tennessee
He could run, he could duck, he could throw, he could go like youve never seen, Nineteen

But on the day those twin towers came down his whole world turned around
He told em all, ya'll I cant play ball theres a war on now
So he marched right in with a few good men, and joined the marines
At Nineteen

Well hes the boy next door, might have carried your bags at the grocery store
Hes somebodys son, in a hole with a gun, in a foreign land
Try in to hold on to his American dream
Nineteen

Theres a sniper out there in the dark somewhere, and a solider down
Ya we need someone who can duck and run to get him out some how
Want one good man to raise his hand, and take one for the team
Well how bout you Nineteen

Well hes the boy next door, he used to carry your bags at the grocery store
Hes somebodys son, in a hole with a gun, in a foreign land
Try in to hold on to his American dream
Nineteen

Brought him home today with a big parade down on main street
Got a purple heart and a silver star, solider gave a speech
Said he could run, he could duck, he could throw, hes the one who rescued me
He said he could have played for Tennessee
Number Nineteen
He was Nineteen