Lyrics for Sarge by New glory.

Looking at the faces, you think what a shame
The stories behind those eyes, of hopelessness and pain
A man stands by the alley he's known as Sarge
To this day he can't figure out how he'd been pushed so far!

They used to call him Sargeant now he's living on the street
A medal for his honor but no food for him to eat
Time is getting tighter, hope is growing slim
We all know what he did for us and what did we do for him?

He fought for and believed that this was the Promised Land
He lost his job when the factory moved their plant to Japan
No one could help to pay his rent, although he was a Vet
The truth said ???, how soon our countrymen forget!

They used to call him Sargeant now he's living on the street
A medal for his honor but no food for him to eat
Time is getting tighter, hope is growing slim
We all know what he did for us and what did we do for him?

The Sargeant led his regiment through and Asian hell
He'd seen his share of heroes, the stories he could tell
Once he was respected, an expert with his gun
But that was then, this is now, today he's called a bum!

The "well to do" look down on him, they turn away and laugh
But they don't know still in his pocket is a soldier's photograph
And when the laugh he rolls his sleeve for all the rich to see
A broken man's last tattered pride, his tattoo U.S.M.C.!