[Verse 1] He wasn’t tall in stature, but he stood like mountain stone Quiet kind of strength you only recognize when it’s gone Hands worn down from living, eyes that carried distant wars Stories locked behind a silence no one dared to force He fought for his country when the world scene was dire Young men sent to battle, hearts filled with freedoms fire Through jungle heat and hunger where the weak would fall apart He carried something stronger than the beating of his heart ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Some men break beneath the weight Some men will disappear But some walked through hell on earth Behind their courage they hide the tears ⸻ [Chorus] He walked through hell and made it home again Carried ghosts he'd never let us see A prisoner of war who never bowed to them That strength still lives inside of me Through the march of death and the thunder of the guns Through the shadows where the broken fall His blood runs through the veins of a daughter and sons And his name will outlive us all.......... ⸻ [Verse 2] Bataan’s burning road where the cruel sun never sleeps Men collapsing on the brutal march, bodies piled in heaps Seconds from a firing line staring death, eyes faced down Somehow fate reached out and turned his luck around He came back to the homeland with the war still in his mind Nightmares in the silence of the years he fought to leave behind But he built a life from nothing with the love he chose to give Raised his family strong and taught them best how to live ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Pain he carried quietly Memories that he hid But every day he showed us Exactly what strength is ⸻ He walked through hell and made it home again Carried ghosts he'd never let us see A prisoner of war who never bowed to them That strength still lives inside of me Through the march of death and the thunder of the guns Through the shadows where the broken fall His blood runs through the veins of a daughter and sons And his name will outlive us all.......... ⸻ [Bridge – Soft / Reflective] Heroes don’t always wear a cape Sometimes they’re the quiet men Sitting in the evening light Remembering where they’ve been And I swear I see him standing there Every time I face lifes storms The courage of that stubborn man Still keeps my spirit warm ⸻ [Final Chorus – Bigger] Through the march of death on that island long ago He did what it took every second to survive His blood runs through my veins, to carry on his legacy His name will echo long after i'm gone, stand the test of time He fought like hell to return home Holding back painful memories Four years he suffered and watched good men die Ohhhh.. He'll always be a hero to ...me ⸻ [Outro – Quiet] He wasn’t tall in stature… But Grandad stood taller than any man i know
