Searching for a Soldiers Grave - Hank Williams

Somewhere here among these many thousands

Of Americans who all died true and brave

That’s where I know I’ll find him resting

So I’m here, I’m searching for his grave

You ask me, stranger, why I made this journey

Why cross three thousand miles of rolling waves

Like many others, my darling was killed in action

That’s why I’m here, I’m searching for his grave

Somewhere here among these many thousands

Of Americans who all died true and brave

That’s where I know I’ll find him resting

So I’m here, I’m searching for his grave

When I come to the spot where he’s sleeping

I know it will 'cause more heartaches inside

But I’ll long to be by his side once more and tell him

Tell him that I love him and will until I die

Somewhere here among these many thousands

Of Americans who all died true and brave

That’s where I know I’ll find him resting

So I’m here, I’m searching for his grave