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"Bullet Holes in the Sky," written by Mary Gauthier and Jamie Trent. This story takes place on Veterans Day, November 11th, in Nashville Tennessee. A veteran goes to the Waffle House to watch the parade and reflect on his service and remember those who have been lost. Album, "Rifles & Rosary Beads," (In The Black / Thirty Tigers) Available Now at www.marygauthier.com. STREAM Spotify: https://bit.ly/mg-spotify Apple Music: https://bit.ly/mg-applemusic Amazon Music: https://bit.ly/mg-amazonmusic FOLLOW / marygauthiersongs / marygauthier / marygauthier_ LYRICS It’s the 11th of November down in Nashville Tennessee Free breakfast at the Waffle House if I show ‘em my I.D A parade up on the riverfront, I hear the trumpets play Hands on hearts, the color guard kicks it off Veterans Day They thank me for my service and wave those little flags They genuflect on Sundays and I know they’d send us back But I believe in God and country and in angels up on high And in heaven shining down on us through bullet holes in the sky The waitress asks me how I’m doing and I don’t know what to say I was thinking bout the battlefield on the night I learned to pray Marchers wind their way down Main Street the crowd begins to cheer I feel my chest explode and my eyes fill up with tears They thank me for my service and they wave those little flags They genuflect on Sundays and I know they’d send us back But I believe in God and country and in angels up on high And in heaven shining down on us through bullet holes in the sky Oh Jesus said forgive them for they know not what they do And he’s here with me this morning and his words they still ring true And I hang my head and pray for those we lost and those who remain As the clouds burst over Nashville and sky begins to rain Oh they thank me for my service and wave those little flags They genuflect on Sundays and I know they’d send us back But I believe in God and country and in angels up on high And in heaven shining down on us through bullet holes in the sky