Yeah, Right, Whatever

R just called me. She was just told about a song that could easily be titled "Mark's Song." But it's not just Mark's song... its words tell the story of thousands of brave souls... the Chosen, as the lyrics call them.

I'm not going to reprint all of the lyrics... here's a sample:

I never thought that this is where I'd settle down.
I thought I'd die an old man back in my hometown.
They gave me this plot of land,
Me and some other men, for a job well done.

There's a big White House sits on a hill just up the road.
The man inside, he cried the day they brought me home.
They folded up a flag and told my Mom and Dad:
"We're proud of your son." ...

And everytime I hear twenty-one guns,
I know they brought another hero home to us.

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.
I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done.
I can rest in peace;
I'm one of the chosen ones:
I made it to Arlington.

---"Arlington" recorded by Trace Adkins

You can listen to it here (as of when I posted this). Grab a tissue or two first.