As young men down different roads we traveled
Not really knowing where we were might go
Some roads of concrete and some graveled
Just enjoying the happy trip never feeling low
Soon all the roads we took back then
Came together as a long single road to Vietnam
We formed into one all becoming friends
Learning to protect each other as rockets slammed in
We took care of our own during trying times
After we returned home different roads we took
Still wondering about brothers in arms in our minds
From some of the old memories we still shook
Now as we grow older we travel that road again
Seeking once more to take care of our own
Hoping the pain and hurt will mend
Not wanting anymore to be alone
We are all on that single road the leads to the grave
Now knowing we take care of our own
Alas our route with friendship is paved
As we all meet somewhere down the road