Story Behind The Song

Inspired by story on the radio about veteran at Walter Reed

Song Description

Poignant true story of wounded soldier in Afganistan and Iraq who mourns how his life and marriage are forever changed

Lyrics

Jenny Davis was my sweetheart since the seventh grade
She and I were partners when we all learned to waltz
Dancing at our wedding was the plan we had made
Now that plan has gone to pieces and it's neither of our faults

That bright September day, I became a soldier
Afghanistan was where I was sent to do my part
After 10 months there, I was 10 years older
But I came home to Jenny with a proud and purple heart

Then they sent me to Iraq, that hot and dusty land
I was proud to help bring down that statue of Saddam
But I could never figure what was in that sand
that made it worth the cost of all those roadside bombs

Chorus 1: I remember how it felt when Jenny told me yes
I remember how it felt to waltz her 'cross the floor
But I don't remember how it felt to lose my legs
And I guess that makes sense, or what's forgetting for

I was the leadoff hitter for my high school team,
Out in center field, oh how I could fly,
Playing for the Cardinals had always been my dream,
Now that's just another dream I'll have to tell goodbye.

Chorus 2: I remember how it felt, sliding into second,
I remember how it felt to run like the wind,
I remember feeling eager when my country beckoned,
Now I reckon I won't feel those things in my life again.

Chorus 1