Voices of Valor - Dust of Our Fathers

Out here where the wind whispers secrets of old
Where the sun paints the morning in hues of bold gold
We walk the same paths that our fathers once trod
With their dreams in our boots, over sacred ground, we plod
Oh, the dust of our fathers, it clings to our souls
In the fields where we wander, in the stories we're told
Let's honor their legacy, keep it whole
For we're just caretakers of their stories and their goals
See the rivers run clearer in the light of their ways
Hear the meadows whispering back to old days
They knew the land's value, the price of its worth
Now it's ours to protect, this beautiful Earth
Oh, the dust of our fathers, it clings to our souls
In the fields where we wander, in the stories we're told
Let's honor their legacy, keep it whole
For we're just caretakers of their stories and their goals
Time echoes softly, through the canyons and the plains
Father Time's watch, as Mother Earth remains
We are the children of the wild, the keepers of the flame, keepers of the flame
Held to a promise, by our ancestors' claim
Oh, the dust of our fathers, it clings to our souls
In the fields where we wander, in the stories we're told
Let's honor their legacy, keep it whole
For we're just caretakers of their stories and their goals
Let's lift our voices, let the old songs sing
Of the beauty and the duty to which we still cling
May the dust of our fathers lead our way
To cherish the land, come what may

Written by:
Abraham Chaffin

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