Verse 1 Colorado mountains standin' watch like steeples made of stone Kathy's clutchin' Jay's hand tighter, sayin' "Lord, look how he's grown" Grandma's holdin' Grandpa's arm, both of 'em stand up so slow There's a strength that comes from prayin' for a boy you had to let go Pre-Chorus Now he's marchin' with his brothers 'neath the flag and the sky And you can hear it in the silence, like a hymn passin' by Chorus It's a Sunday kind of feelin' on a Saturday parade Like the Good Lord and this nation had a promise that they made Boots on hallowed ground now, where the faithful and the free Raise their sons up strong as steeples, and as steady as that steeple be Momma's cryin' "Hallelujah," Grandpa's singin' "God Bless" too This is grace wrapped up in glory, red and white and Air Force blue Verse 2 We walked the campus grounds like pilgrims, every step a testimony Then we broke bread all together — man, that table looked like heaven's company Gus and Zoey sittin' close now, her folks Shauna and David there Two mommas swappin' stories, two daddies bowin' heads in prayer Pre-Chorus Now the candles catch the twilight, and the laughter fills the room Like the Lord set out a table where there ain't no fear, no doom Chorus It's a Sunday kind of feelin' on a Saturday parade Like the Good Lord and this nation had a promise that they made Boots on hallowed ground now, where the faithful and the free Raise their sons up strong as steeples, and as steady as that steeple be Momma's cryin' "Hallelujah," Grandpa's singin' "God Bless" too This is grace wrapped up in glory, red and white and Air Force blue Bridge (slower, hymn-like) Amazing grace, how sweet the call That leads a boy to answer, and give his life for all Now he stands among the chosen, 'neath a wide Colorado sun Momma whispers to the Father — "Thank you... for my son" Final Chorus It's a Sunday kind of feelin', gonna carry us on home Like the Good Lord walks beside us, and we're never quite alone Boots on hallowed ground now, where the faithful and the free Raise their sons up strong as steeples — Lord, that's all we prayed to see Grandpa's hat is on his heart now, Kathy's smilin' through her tears This is grace, and this is glory — this is worth the wait, the years Outro (spoken/sung soft, like a benediction) Fly on, Gus... fly on, son By the grace of God, and the will of one Red, white, and blue — and the Book that's true Momma's proud... and Heaven's proud of you
