As he left SOUTH DAKOTA
To fight for the red white and blue
He was 19 and green
With a new M16
Just doin' what he had to do
He was dropped in the jungle
Where the choppers would rumble
With the smell of napalm in the air
Then the Sargent said
Look up ahead
Like a dark evil cloud
1200 came down
On him and 29 more
They fought for their lives
But most of them died
In the 173rd airborne
Chorus:
On the 8th of November
The angels were crying
As they carried his brothers away
With the fire rainin' down
And the hell all around
There were few men left standin' that day
Saw the eagle fly
Through a clear blue sky 1965
The 8th of November
Now he's 58
And his ponytail's grey
But the battle still plays in his head
He limps when he walks
But he's strong when he talks
About the shrapnel they left in leg
He puts on a grey suit
Over his airborne tattoo
And he ties it on one time a year
And remembers the fallen
As he orders a tall one
Swallows it down with his tears
Chorus
Saw the eagle fly
Through a clear blue sky 1965
65
On the 8th of November
The angels were crying
As they carried his brothers away
With the fire rainin' down
And the hell all around
There were few men left standin' that day
On the 8th of November
The angels were crying
As they carried his brothers away
With the fire rainin' down
And the hell all around
There were few men left standin' that day
Saw the eagle fly
Through a clear blue sky 1965
The 8th of November
The 8th of November (8th of November)
Said goodbye to his momma
As he left SOUTH DAKOTA
To fight for the red white and blue
He was 19 and green
With a new M16
Just doin' what he had to do
Said goodbye to his momma As he left SOUTH DAKOTA To fight for the red white and blue He was 19 and green With a new M16 Just doin' what he had to do He was dropped in the jungle Where the choppers would rumble With the smell of napalm in the air Then the Sargent said Look up ahead Like a dark evil cloud 1200 came down On him and 29 more They fought for their lives But most of them died In the 173rd airborne Chorus: On the 8th of November The angels were crying As they carried his brothers away With the fire rainin' down And the hell all around There were few men left standin' that day Saw the eagle fly Through a clear blue sky 1965 The 8th of November Now he's 58 And his ponytail's grey But the battle still plays in his head He limps when he walks But he's strong when he talks About the shrapnel they left in leg He puts on a grey suit Over his airborne tattoo And he ties it on one time a year And remembers the fallen As he orders a tall one Swallows it down with his tears Chorus Saw the eagle fly Through a clear blue sky 1965 65 On the 8th of November The angels were crying As they carried his brothers away With the fire rainin' down And the hell all around There were few men left standin' that day On the 8th of November The angels were crying As they carried his brothers away With the fire rainin' down And the hell all around There were few men left standin' that day Saw the eagle fly Through a clear blue sky 1965 The 8th of November The 8th of November (8th of November) Said goodbye to his momma As he left SOUTH DAKOTA To fight for the red white and blue He was 19 and green With a new M16 Just doin' what he had to do Explain Request ×
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