Right Hand to the Sky

Right Hand to the Sky

A graduation song · Songbond

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The story & lyrics

The story behind this song

Ten weeks ago a kid got on a bus with a duffel and a nervous wave, the one who couldn't make his bed. Today the family scans a hundred identical caps marching in line and finds him by his walk — a little different now, back straighter, eyes steadier. The letters home got shorter and surer. His father, who never cries, is wiping at the grass before the colors even pass.

For the family in the stands as a boy raises his right hand to something bigger than himself, proud to shout a name they can barely say steady.

Lyrics

Ten weeks ago, a boy got on a bus
Today a soldier marches back to us
Your mama scanned a hundred caps all marching in a line
Found you by your walk — a little different now, still mine
The letters home got shorter but the handwriting got sure
"Don't worry 'bout me, Mama. I know what I'm here for."
The boy who couldn't make his bed
Just made us all stand taller
From boy to the oath, right hand to the sky
You left here as our baby, you marched back standing higher
We don't know where they'll send you, but we know what you became
From boy to the oath
Son, we're proud to shout your name
Your father kept his jaw set hard until the colors passed
Then the man who never cries was wiping at the grass
You found us after, squared away, that grin still underneath
The uniform is new — the heart's the one we always knew
Whatever made you sign that line
It made the rest of us believe
From boy to the oath, right hand to the sky
You left here as our baby, you marched back standing higher
We don't know where they'll send you, but we know what you became
From boy to the oath
Son, we're proud to shout your name
Your grandfather wore the same cloth, different war, same vow
Somewhere he's standing at attention
Passing you the colors now
From boy to the oath, right hand to the sky
You left here as our baby, you marched back standing higher
We don't know where they'll send you, but we know what you became
From boy to the oath
Son, we're proud to shout your name
Stand easy, soldier
Come home for Sunday dinner first

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