Big & Rich - 8th Of November Lyrics
Said Goodbye To His Momma As He Left South DakotaTo Fight For The Red, White And BlueHe Was 19 And Green With A New M-16Just Doing What He Had To DoHe Was Dropped In The Jungle Where The Choppers Would RumbleWith The Smell Of Napalm In The AirAnd The Sergeant Said...look Up AheadLike A Dark Evil Cloud, 1,200 Came Down On Him And 29 MoreThey Fought For Their Lives But Most Of Them Died In The 173rd Airborne[chorus:]On The 8th Of November The Angels Were CryingAs They Carried His Brothers AwayWith The Fire Raining Down And The Hell All AroundThere Were Few Men Left Standing That DaySaw The Eagle Fly Through A Clear Blue Sky1965, The 8th Of NovemberNow He's 58 And His Pony Tail's GrayBut The Battle Still Plays In His HeadHe Limps When He Walks But He's Strong When He TalksAbout The Shrapnel They Left In His LegHe Puts On A Gray Suit Over His Airborne TattooAnd He Ties It On One Time A YearAnd Remembers The Fallen As He Orders A Tall OneAnd Swallows It Down With His Tears[chorus]Saw The Eagle Fly Through A Clear Blue Sky1965...On The 8th Of November The Angels Were CryingAs They Carried His Brother AwayWith The Fire Raining Down And The Hell All AroundThere Were Few Men Left Standing That Day[chorus]Said Goodbye To His Momma As He Left South DakotaTo Fight For The Red, White And BlueHe Was Nineteen And Green With A New M-16Just Doing What He Had To Do
