Steve Robison Sr

Steve Robison SrSteve is a poet of songs. He and his son, Steve Robison, Jr. wrote “The Postcard” for the soldiers in Iraq. This and more of their songs are available for listening on their website, “Presenting Steve Robison Sr” where comments are invited and welcome.

THE POSTCARD

Soldier sitting in his tent
Going through the letters sent
When he came upon a postcard marked “New York”

It said:
“This is for our son, Jack
Over there in Iraq
We miss you so
And we just want to let you know
We’re so proud of what you do:

You protect the Red, White, and Blue
And the Fourth of July
So hold your head up high”

Made the soldier kind of sad
He never knew his mom or dad
But he headed out to find that soldier from New York

And he said:
I’m gonna find their son, Jack
Over here in Iraq
And in the end
He’ll read these words to his friends:

“We’re so proud of what you do
You protect the Red, White, and Blue
And the Fourth of July
So hold your head up high”

Fire knocks him to the ground
A break-up heart begins to pound
When suddenly he hears an accent from New York

And he says:
“Don’t be afraid, my name’s Jack
Gonna put you on my back.”
And then he knew
What they said was true:

“We’re so proud of what you do
You protect the Red, White, and Blue
And the Fourth of July
So hold your head up high”

Before the chopper took him away
On that Independence Day
He gave to Jack the postcard from New York

He said:
“Would you take this postcard back
To the other soldiers under attack?
But let them know
That I’ve been just so:

“We’re so proud of what you do
You protect the Red, White, and Blue
And the Fourth of July
So hold your head up high”

Soldier sittin’ on a train
Highballin’ down a railroad main
Without much money, headed for New York

And as the soldier
Was staring out the window pane
An old man tapped him with his cane;
said, “Here’s the station
And cancel your destination:

“We’re so proud of what you do
You protect the Red, White, and Blue
And the Fourth of July
So hold your head up high”

Postman walkin’ along his route
A soldier asked him, “Can you help me out?
Gotta find this place somewhere in New York.”

The postman said
As he placed the mail in his sack,
“Go down to blinds by the railroad track.”
And he heard him say
As he walked away:

“We’re so proud of what you do
You protect the Red, White, and Blue
And the Fourth of July
So hold your head up high”

On a cold morning in early Spring
As a mother sits on her swing
And the day two soldiers meet in New York

They approach her
Woman who put up with tears
seeing them took away all her fears
She hugged them and cried,
“You’re America’s Pride.”

“We’re so proud of what you do
You protect the Red, White, and Blue
And the Fourth of July
So hold your head up high”

As two angels walk from the yard
God said, “You see – that wasn’t so hard
You brought a family together in New York.”

Then they lay down
A cane and a postman’s bag
By a pole holding up the flag
God hears the hurting dream
and the angels sing

“We’re so proud of what you do
You protect the Red, White, and Blue
And the Fourth of July
So hold your head up high”


Sung by Steve Jr: Sound effects by Bryan Robison.
This song is to honor our brave soldiers in Iraq