Gone But Not Forgotten (Commentary)

Like a set of black marks tattooed on a highway

Like some cheap light beer or that Georgia clear that got us a little sideways

Like a first love's tears and taillights, so long seventeen

Hand-me-down Ford, "For Sale" sign along with her shotgun seat

Gone but not forgotten

All those memories, we got 'em

These small towns change and glory fades like all our yesterdays

Gone but not forgotten

Gone but not forgotten

And there's a little white cross on the side of the highway

In memories of the ones we loved and lost that got to fly away

Reminders of the good-die-youngs all over this old town

Like all of the tears and beers we poured out on this hallowed ground

Gone but not forgotten

All those memories, we got 'em

These small towns change and glory fades like all our yesterdays

Gone but not forgotten

And here's to all the some-gave-alls, the ones that done come home

The ones that do, those twenty-two that died fighting the same damn war

Gone but not forgotten

All those memories, we got 'em

Gone but not forgotten

All those memories, we got 'em

These small towns change and glory fades like all our yesterdays

Gone but not forgotten

Gone but not forgotten