Songwriters: Turnbull, Dave; Spillman, Jeremy N;I never thought that this is where I'd settle down  I thought I'd die an old man back in my hometown  They gave me this plot of land  Me and some other men  For a job well done    There's a big white house, sits on a hill, just up the road  The man inside, he cried the day they brought me home  They folded up a flag  And told my mom and dad  "We're proud of your son"    And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property  I'm on sacred ground, and I'm in the best of company  I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done  I can rest in peace, I'm one of the chosen ones  I made it to Arlington    I remember Daddy brought me here when I was eight  We searched all day to find out where my granddad lay  When we finally found that cross  He said "Son, this is what it costs  To keep us free"    Now here I am, a thousand stones away from him  He recognized me on the first day I came in  And it gave me a chill  When he clicked his heels  And saluted me    And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property  I'm on sacred ground, and I'm in the best of company  And I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done  I can rest in peace, I'm one of the chosen ones  I made it to Arlington    And every time I hear twenty-one guns  I know they brought another hero home to us    We're thankful for those thankful for the things we've done  We can rest in peace, 'cause we are the chosen ones  We made it to Arlington    Yeah, dust to dust  Don't cry for us  We made it to Arlington      © UNIVERSAL MUSIC CORP.; NEW SEA GAYLE MUSIC; SONGS OF THE VILLAGE; EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.;    these lyrics are last corrected by J