He blesses the boys, as they stand in line. The smell of gun grease and their bayonets they shine. He's there to help them all that he can. To make them feel wanted he's a good holy man.
You're soldiers of God, you must understand. The fate of your country is in your young hands. May God give you strength, do your job real well. If it all was worth it, only time it will tell.
This following program is dedicated to the city and people of San Francisco. Who may not know it but they are beautiful. And so is their city this is a very personal song.