Melissa Etheridge - Tuesday Morning lyrics

Up and down this road I go, skippin' and dodgin' from a 44|

10:03 on a Tuesday morning

In the fall of an American dream

A man is doing what he knows is right

On flight 93

He loved his mom and he loved his dad

He loved his home and he loved his man

But on that bloody, Tuesday morning

He died an American

Now you cannot change this

You can't erase this

You can't pretned this is not the truth

Even though he could not marry

Or teach your children in our schools

Because who he wants to love

Is breaking your God's rules

He stood up on a Tuesday morning

In the terror, he was brave

And he made his choice

And without a doubt

A hundred lives, he must have saved

And the things you might take for granted

Your inalienable rights

Some might choose to deny him

Even though he gave his life

Can you live with yourself, in the land of the free

And him less of a hero than the other three

Well it might not begin to change ya

In a field of Pennsylvania

Stand up, America

Hear the bell now as it tolls

Wake up, America

It's Tuesday morning

Come on, let's roll