The West Forgets Its Dead

The land don’t remember names… Only bones.

I seen weak men hide their eyes, Turn away from where the soldier lies. I seen strong men carve a stone, Mark the grave so he ain’t alone.

The West forgets its dead, While weak men turn their heads. But strong men keep the flame, Holdin’ honor to the name.

Weak men drink and sing through night, Strong men stand and guard the light. Weak men laugh where the silence grows, Strong men bow where the cross still shows.

The West forgets its dead, While weak men rest instead. But strong men keep the vow, Standin’ taller even now.

A man ain’t gone… ‘Til he’s forgotten.

The West forgets its dead, But I won’t turn my head. Strong men keep the line, Carry memory through time.

The dust remembers. Even if men don’t.

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