God, Family and Country - Craig Morgan

He grew up in a time

When a third-grade education

Was all the school you needed

To work the family farm

He’d take time off on Sunday

Him and all his family

Warm a pew

And give thanks to the Lord

There was no gray, only black and white

Didn’t need no-one to tell him

What was wrong or right

'Cause he had God, Family, and Country

He set aside his plow

In early 1940

Said goodbye to his small town

And put on the Army green

Hard Times on the front lines

Writin' letters on wet paper

Not one word about the awful things he’d seen

His was a generation

That answered without question

They knew they had to win

'Cause they were fightin' for…

God, Family, and Country

On the coffee table

Sits the family Bible

Where just last year he added

A little boy to the family tree

There’s the folded flag they gave us

On the day he left us

But the thing that I remember most

Is the way that he…

Believed…

In God, Family, and Country…

Ohhh, we’ve got God…

Family…

And Country…