Lyrics Aaron Watson – Raise Your Bottle

There’s a memory that rings clear as a bell
I was bouncin like a bull rider on his knee
I sure miss those old stories that he’d tell
From a hobo on a freight train

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So raise your bottle to the boys and let’s remember
All the fallen and the price they had to pay
Hold ’em up high and salute all the ones that made it back
And for the ones away from home, don’t forget to pray

Grandpa would sing you every hank williams song
But it’s amazing grace that brought him back around
He’d shead a tear talkin about the day
That german gunner shot his best friend down

My daddy fought a war some say in vain
He came home in a wheel chair, he walks with a kane
Seems like every generation has to pay the cost
I think about my family and the good friends that we’ve lost

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From Normandy to Korea, to Khe Sanh Vietnam
Heartaches streach from coast to coast
From Bunker Hill to Fallujah, Gettysburg to Japan
Everyone who’s ever served or lost someone let’s make a toast

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