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He got up early for work, like any other typical day
Before he makes his coffee, he bows his head and he prays
It ain’t a glamorous job, but it pays the bills on every Friday afternoon
He says, “Sometimes in life, you just gotta do what you gotta do.”

He ain’t looking to be, someone you’d put on tv
He ain’t trying to be a star, he just wants to do his part
That boy will stand for his own, or when the colors are flown
He convicted from the very beat of his heart
He’s not trying to be a hero, for folks to admire
He an American man, doing his duty in the line of fire

Before he had signed up, he never even knew where Iraq was
All he had was a killer in his hand and a freshly cut buzz
He knew that he was needed, on the other side of this crazy world
But he hated to leave behind, his mama and his daddy and his favorite girl

He ain’t looking to be, someone you’d put on tv
He ain’t trying to be a star, he just wants to do his part
That boy will stand for his own, or when the colors are flown
He convicted from the very beat of his heart
He’s not trying to be a hero, for folks to admire
He an American man, doing his duty in the line of fire

Doing his duty in the line of fire
Doing his duty in the line of fire