Artist: Roger Whittaker
Title: The only real hero
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lies beneath a cross of white.
He can not see the morning and he does not feel the night.
Just a name upon a wooden cross a date an' where he died.
I stand within this holy place and wiped my tears inside.

You gave up your tomorrow so that we could have today.
You knew you had a job to do and you did it your own way.
You didn't asked for sympathy or find someone to plain.
You just lay down your life and left a cross a date a name.

The only real hero gave his life so I'd be free.
A hundred thousand crosses but this one means most to me.
I stand within this holy place feel all alone and sad.
I stand and wipe because you see beneath this cross is dad.

You gave up your tomorrow so that we could have today.
You knew you had a job to do and you did it your own way.
You didn't asked for sympathy or find someone to plain.
You just lay down your life and left a cross a date a name.

You gave up your tomorrow so that we could have today.
You knew you had a job to do and you did it your own way.
You didn't asked for sympathy or find someone to plain.
You just lay down your life and left a cross a date a name.

You just lay down your life and left a cross a date a name.