I stand next to an empty grave   Where my friends will lay   I'll put their bodies down   Into their resting place.   Got a purple heart   For a wound and scar   They just send letters home   That broke the families apart.   The paulbearers burden   As heavy as my hearts hurting.   All the pain and guilt   My head is pondering.   Why them and not me?   Why them and not me?   Why?   Did you ever hear that coffin sound?   Means another poor boy is in the ground.   Have you ever heard them church bells toll?   Means another poor boy is dead and gone.   Have you ever heard that coffin sound?   Means another poor boy is in the ground.   The preachers preach, only folded flags   And the mothers mourn, holding folded flags.   Just caskets and folded flags.   Just caskets and folded flags.   No hope, just folded flags.   No hope, just folded flags.   No hope   No hope   No hope   No hope