Oak Ridge Boys Colors Letras:
Red as the bloodshed, blue as the wounded, white
as the crosses on our soldier's graves. Through
the rain, through the sun, these colors never run.
I first saw her standing on the corner of the
stage and I've been pledging my allegiance ever
since. We often take for granted her old familiar
wave but that freedom cost a lot of brave young
men and women. It's one that's red as the
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bloodshed, blue as the wounded, white as the
crosses on our soldier's graves. Through the rain,
through the sun, these colors never run. No they
never will. Now I've seen people treat her like
she was some old rag, clueless to the human
sacrifice. But you'll always find a mother, a
widow, a child, a sister or a brother with a
carefully folded teardrop in their eyes. It's one
that's red as the bloodshed, blue as the wounded,
white as the crosses on our soldier's graves.
Through the rain, through the sun, these colors
never run. No, these colors never run.
Letras: Colors Oak Ridge Boys [final]