Story about this misheard lyric by: A.P

When I was a kid (pardon the expression: we are all goats) - I had many aspirations as so many others did. I could have become a scientist, a politician, a doctor, humanitarionist, policeman etc... One day a fighter jet flew low over the farm and I waved to him and he tipped his wings signalling that he saw me. He took off pretty fast after that. I still to this day do not know if it was American or Canadian. Funny thing, I met a highly decorated U.S air force pilot not so many years ago and I asked him if he could fly the planes of today. Would the comradry still exist. Could he still fight in a war. He answered yes, he would fight to his death for his country. A very intelligent and brave man. What if we are not fighting the same type of wars today.Who could you place your trust in. Retracing my childhood, at a very young age my grandfather put his trust in me. Grampy, I said what if the future doesn't hold out to my expectations. What would have happened if you died in the second world war. I hope that you didn't fight for nothing. What would have become of our family. He said don't worry about the past and focus on the future. I told him I didn't want him to die and I didn't want to go to his funeral. He replied follow the straight and narrow path and use wise judgement and sometimes intuition and count on friends and family. My experience is that the path in life is not sometimes so straight. My grandfather died in the mid nineties and I never made it to his funeral. I shook too much that I couldn't go. It reminded me of himself when he used to tremble. I really don't know if it was because of me or the or because of his past war experiences, or perhaps because later on in life he started to think like me. Grampy never liked to talk about the war to me.