Ordinary Men

Ron Myers songs

Freedom

Probably one of the Worlds' most Expensive commodities.

Those of us who are fortunate enough to have it, often take it for granted.

Those among us who protect and preserve that FREEDOM, can pay an enormous physical/emotional price, to do so.

Whatever your views on whatever conflict has, is, or will rage, those Ordinary Men, and Women have, are, and will stand to protect and preserve that FREEDOM. Whether by choice or circumstance.

I HONOUR THAT STANCE.

See it on You tube www.youtube.com/watch

The Ordinary Men and Women who stand, face (sometimes) terrible physical/mental trauma.

Through this song, I hope to make more people realize the debt we owe to those EXTRA-Ordinary Men and Women.

I have started pitching this song to the music industry, in the hope that royalties can be donated to some of the charities that help those trauma victims.

Unless, and until that happens, I intend to raise as much as I can through sales on here, to help those charities.

I also have another song on here, taken from the soldiers' perspective “The Ones That Won't Come Back”. Money from sales of that too will go to those charities.

Please help me to help them, by telling everyone you know about the songs, and how to get them.

Thank You All.

Ron

I'm just an ordinary man,

That's what he said to me.

Tho’ the medals right across his chest

Spoke dif'rently.

He’s in a wheelchair by the monument,

I was reading down the roll,

The names of those who won't return,

Who'd paid the final toll.

That afternoon he told me,

Of their courage under fire.

Some times his voice would falter,

I saw mem'ries in his eyes.

He said he had to tell their story,

Ev'ry now and then.

He told me that those heroes,

Were just ordinary men.

His battle isn't over,

Even tho' he's home today.

It’s burned into his memory,

It never goes away

Tho’ I tried my best to take it in,

I couldn’t understand,

Why that old soldier said

He’s just an ordinary man.

He told me of the pain they felt,

The trials that they went thru.

The sacrifices that they made,

Protecting me and you.

Maybe if we stop to think,

'Bout what they did, and then

We'd realize those heroes

Were no ordinary men.

Their battle isn't over,

Even tho' they're home today.

And you cannot put a value on,

The price they had to pay.

So we've got to try to take it in

And then we'll understand

That none of those old heroes

Were just ordinary men.

That old soldier shook my hand,

Then turned and wheeled away.

And I knew that I had met

No ordinary man that day.

His battle isn't over,

Even tho' he's home today.

And you cannot put a value on,

The price he had to pay.

I've had the chance to take it in

And now I understand

That none of those old heroes were

Just ordinary men.

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