He was a veteran of the US of A Went to war for a price to pay His dreams were shattered to the bone He was sent back home alone He wanted to be an Opry Star He had tattoos and just one arm He couldn't play his guitar But he sang all day long He prayed in a little white church Described all his pain and hurts The Lord listened silently, then said Son, one day you'll see He wanted to be an Opry Star He had tattoos and just one arm He couldn't play his guitar But he sang all day long One night he looked up at the sky And wished upon a shooting star His dreams burning in his heart And tore him apart The years passed like slow shadow He placed his dreams in a box And buried it down, by the sea, asking Lord What is your will for me? He became a preacher man He had tattoos and just one arm He spread the gospel wide and far Saving souls, one by one He became a preacher man He had tattoos and just one arm He spread the gospel wide and far Saving souls, one by one