In The final days of summer, 1944,
with just a humble band of gold,
They set out to find the future, not a
penny to their name.
Still with all the unknown danger, she knew
her heart was safe,
cause?.

He was a rock
He was the one that she ran to
And when he said the word "forever"
She knew that is was true

He wasn't a saint
But he was a saint enough for her
He was a man,
A man of his word

The final days of summer, 1964,
found a family undivided, divided
on the war.
Turning son against his elder, debating
wring and right,
He was the image of his father, though they
would not see eye to eye
still?

He was a rock
He was the one the boy ran to
Cause' when he said the words "I love you"
He knew that it was true

And even in the worst of storms
There was an anchor in his world
He was a man, a man of his word

Clutching a strong belief in the Bible,
through all the sweetness in his life, and the
bitterness of war,
He knew what God has made him for?

In the final days of summer, 1994,
surrounded by his family, and the presence
of the Lord,
He set out to find his future, the one he'd
always known,
He didn't want to leave his family, but he
knew deep in his soul,
The Lord had called him home.
Cause?

He was the rock
He was the one the man ran to
And when He said the word "forever"
And he knew that it was true

He wasn't a saint
He is the one the saints bow to
Receiving a man
A man of his word?

He is the one that I run to
Cause when He says the word "forever"
I know His word is true

He isn't a saint
He is the one the saints bow to
Come to the Man
The Man of His wo