Marion Michael Morrison Lyrics - Ray Stevens

He was born in the little farming town of Winterset 

On the new frontier 

a Midwest native son 

But his star would shine as bright 

as any star can ever get 

And he would cast a giant shadow 

before he was done 

Tall in the saddle, 

he went to reap the wild wind 

In old California 

and across the Rio Grande 

From a stage coach on a big trail 

To Rio Bravo and back again 

He rode on wings of eagles this quiet man 

Here's to you, 

Marion Michael Morrison 

Here's to you, 

for all our battles that you fought and won 

A true American hero, 

a straight shooting son of gun 

Here's to you, 

Marion Michael Morrison 

Singin' Sandy, 

Sergeant Striper, 

McClintock and McQ, 

Katie's elder son 

and big Jim McLane 

Brannigan and Rooster, 

Hondo and Big Jake, 

Yeah, we knew him 

by a hundred different names 

On the sands of Iwo Jima, 

back to Bataan 

The flying tigers 

and the green berets 

He was with the fighting Seabees 

and every American fighting man, 

at the Alamo and on that longest day 

And here's to you, 

Marion Michael Morrison 

Here's to you, 

for all our battles that you fought and won 

A true American hero, 

a straight shooting son of gun 

Here's to you, 

Marion Michael Morrison 

There might be few who would dare to say 

The star you hung might fade away, 

But I can hear you tell them, 

"Pilgrim, that'll be the day"