Another one for our Vets
Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 12:02 pm
The name of this song is:
"The Eighth of November"
Said goodbye to his momma as he left South Dakota
To fight for the red, white, and blue
He was nineteen and green with a new M-16 just doing what he had to do
He was dropped in the jungle where the choppers would rumble
With the smell of napalm in the air
And the sergeant 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 raining down and the hell all around there were few men left standing that day. Saw the eagle fly through a clear blue sky 1965, the eighth of November.
Now he's 58 and his pony tail's gray
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 his leg
He puts on a gray suit over his Airborne tattoo
And he ties it on one time a year
And remembers the fallen as he orders a tall one and swallows it down with his tears
Chorus: On the eighth of November the angels were crying as they carried his brothers away. With the fire raining down and the hell all around there were few men left standing that day. Saw the eagle fly through a clear blue sky, 1965, the eighth of November.
Saw the eagle fly through a clear blue sky, 1965
On the eighth of November the angels were crying as they carried his brothers away
With the fire raining down and the hell all around there were few men left standing that day
Chorus: On the eighth of November the angels were crying as they carried his brothers away. With the fire raining down and the hell all around there were few men left standing that day. Saw the eagle fly through a clear blue sky, 1965, the eighth of November.
Said goodbye to his momma as he left South Dakota
To fight for the red, white, and blue
He was nineteen and green with a new M-16
Just doing what he had to do
"The Eighth of November"
Said goodbye to his momma as he left South Dakota
To fight for the red, white, and blue
He was nineteen and green with a new M-16 just doing what he had to do
He was dropped in the jungle where the choppers would rumble
With the smell of napalm in the air
And the sergeant 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 raining down and the hell all around there were few men left standing that day. Saw the eagle fly through a clear blue sky 1965, the eighth of November.
Now he's 58 and his pony tail's gray
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 his leg
He puts on a gray suit over his Airborne tattoo
And he ties it on one time a year
And remembers the fallen as he orders a tall one and swallows it down with his tears
Chorus: On the eighth of November the angels were crying as they carried his brothers away. With the fire raining down and the hell all around there were few men left standing that day. Saw the eagle fly through a clear blue sky, 1965, the eighth of November.
Saw the eagle fly through a clear blue sky, 1965
On the eighth of November the angels were crying as they carried his brothers away
With the fire raining down and the hell all around there were few men left standing that day
Chorus: On the eighth of November the angels were crying as they carried his brothers away. With the fire raining down and the hell all around there were few men left standing that day. Saw the eagle fly through a clear blue sky, 1965, the eighth of November.
Said goodbye to his momma as he left South Dakota
To fight for the red, white, and blue
He was nineteen and green with a new M-16
Just doing what he had to do