Chin Music - Diesel Boy

A soldier boy and his violin

Uneasy wartime ballet

Omaha Beach

Normandy on D-Day

As his fellow man lay dying

And crimson tide colored the shore

Sons cried for their mothers

Bitter pill of war

He strikes the strings

His heart is on parade

Knows one day he’ll be gone

But his melody will stay

A teenage boy in his attic

Finds a case tattered and torn

His father’s violin

Companion through the war

He dusts off the fiddle

And raises up to his chin

What the old leave behind

And what the young begin