Every time you think about it   It tears you up inside   You curse the day your mother   told you, your father died   Now you're always searching   Searching for the reason why I've gone   But I will always be here   By your side, through the darkest night      Chorus:   Here I'll stand on the firing line   Here I'll walk through the field where I died   I will fight and let the voice ring true   I am the ghost   Standing next to you      Every night you go to sleep   You pray the Lord my soul to keep   You don't know I've not gone away   You see I watch over fighting men   So they can have peace again   And maybe someday you will all be free      Chorus      You speak to me   And I feel your pride   Assuring me I'll never die   I write Mother...   "He's here with me..."   He's in our minds   He's in our souls   Of sacrifice his story's told   He holds the flame of freedom for all to see      Chorus      Don't tread on me...live free or die!   To our fallen brothers   You died to keep us free   To our fallen brothers   Who gave us liberty!