[Intro] I wrote this about the day. I lost my four sons in a house fire we should have to bury our children. They should be here to bury us for those of you who have lost here it is. [Pre Chorus]
I lost my four sons. I lost my four sons.
[Verse]
I was standing in the cold at five in the morning yelling “ fire, fire.” Nothing on my feet, my pajamas— all I wore back in the fire. My daughter says what’s going on. I said, “Get out right now.” Junior and Odin are getting towels. We will be out soon, get out the front, and knock on the neighbors’ door.
[Pre Chorus]. I lost my four sons. I lost my four sons.
[Chorus]
In the burning fire, I ran in three times in the burning fire. I ran in three times, couldn’t come out the front again. Opened the second window, hit me, and I was outside. They had to drag me away, screaming at the top of my lungs, “My sons, my sons.”
[Guitar Solo]
[Pre Chorus] I lost my four sons. I lost my four sons.
[Verse]
The firemen held me back, wouldn’t let me go back in for the fourth time to get my sons. It took all of them to hold me back to run right into that house. My daughter said, “Dad, please get in the ambulance. Let the firemen do their job.” You can run in three times, my man. I’m proud of you, Dad.
[Chorus] In the burning fire, I ran in three times in the burning fire. I ran in three times, couldn’t come out the front again. Opened the second window, hit me, and I was outside. They had to drag me away, screaming. “My sons” “MY SONS “. [Verse]
The firemen held me back, wouldn’t let me go back in for the fourth time to get my sons. It took all of them to hold me back to run right into that house. My daughter said, “Dad, please get in the ambulance. Let the firemen do their job.” You can run in three times, my man. I’m proud of you, Dad I lost my four sons. I lost my four sons.
[Chorus]
In the burning fire, I ran in three times in the burning fire. I ran in three times, couldn’t come out the front again. Opened the second window, hit me, and I was outside. They had to drag me away, screaming at the top of my lungs, “My sons, my sons.”
[Pre Chorus] I lost my four sons. I lost my four sons.
[Chorus] In the burning fire, I ran in three times in the burning fire. I ran in three times, couldn’t come out the front again. Opened the second window, hit me, and I was outside. They had to drag me away, screaming at the top of my lungs, “My sons, my sons.” I lost my four sons. I lost my four sons.
[Outro]
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