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Jim Chaps - New York for Firemen lyrics
My name is Hanley, I was a fireman, I proudly wear this suit of blue This fine morning at this dedication When we honor the fallen not-so-few. My shoulders are square here in Venice, Florida with others who serve and protect this place. I wear my white gloves, my shoes have a spit shine, The brim of my hat shades the lines on my face. When everyone was running out, We went running in. My name is Hanley, that’s New York for “firemen”, My father was and his father too. An in-law, some cousins, two sons and a nephew, That’s what we do. When everyone is running out, We go running in. Everyone running out, We go running in. Two years have passed I stand for the first time Since September 11, 2000-and-one. Under my left arm I carry a portrait of a brave young fireman, Sean my son. When everyone was running out. Sean went running in. Everyone running out, Sean went running in. Three-hundred, forty-three; Three-hundred, forty-three; Three-hundred, forty-three taken firemen. |
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