It was a desert land so far away
From the green fields where he used to play
He could have made the choice to stay
No, he couldn’t – it wasn’t his way

A man of solid honor, it was his name

He walked away from a fortune that was his due
He walked away from all its fame too
He walked the colors of the red, white & blue
A cardinal became a ranger, through and through

He walked away from fortune and from fame

His actions spoke the volumes he never said
He gave a silent voice to the dead
The ones, not through their choice have bled
No other road he could have tread

It wasn’t a road many other could claim

He fought his battles without fear,
He had plans for his life in some other year
But he didn’t make back over here
And he wouldn’t want us shedding a tear

His straight and just way put others to shame

But tears we shed, for his death’s a crime
Tears for a solider brought down in his prime
A wife’s tears for their love’s lack of time
Tears form the heart of this rhyme

We shed these tears proudly without shame

A man of solid honor, Pat Tillman his name
He walked away from fortune and from fame
It wasn’t a road many other could claim
His straight and just way put others to shame

We shed these tears proudly without shame
The definition of a hero is no longer the same