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Big & Rich - 8th Of November

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^ASaid goodbye to his momma as he left South Dakota
^Gto fight fot the red white and ^Cblue

^AHe was nineteen in green with a new M-16
^GJust doing what he had to ^Cdo

^AHe was dropped in the jungle where the choppers would rumble
^GWith the smell of napalm in the ^Cair

^AAnd the seargent said
^GLook up ahea^Cd

^ALike a dark evil cloud twelve hundred came down
^GOn him and twenty-nine ^Cmore

^AThey fought for their lives but most of them died
^GIn the 173rd ^Cairborne

CHORUS:
^AOn the 8th of November the angels were crying
^GAs they carried his brothers ^Caway

^AWith the fire raining down and the hell all around
^GThere were few men left standing that ^Cday

^ASaw an eagle fly through a clear blue sky
^GNineteen-sixty-^Cfive
the 8th of ^ANovember ^G ^C

^ANow he's fifty-eight and his pony tail's gray
^GBut the battle still plays in his ^Chead

^AHe limps when he walks but he's strong when he talks
^GAbout the shrapnell they left in his ^Cleg

^AHe puts on a suit over his airborne tatoo
^GHe ties it on one time a ^Cyear

^AHe remembers the fallen as he orders a tall one
^GAnd swallows it down with his ^Ctears

CHORUS:
^AOn the 8th of November the angels were crying
^GAs they carried his brothers ^Caway

^AWith the fire raining down and the hell all around
^GThere were few men left standing that ^Cday

^ASaw an eagle fly through a clear blue sky
^GNineteen-sixty-^Cfive
the 8th of ^ANovember ^G ^C

^ASaw an eagle fly through a clear blue sky
^GNineteen-sixty-^Cfive

^AOn the eighth of november the angels were crying
^GAs they carried his brothers ^Caway

^AWith the fire raining down and the hell all around
^GThere were few men left standing that ^Cday

^AOn the eighth of november the angels were crying
^GAs they carried his brothers ^Caway

^AWith the fire raining down and the hell all around
^GThere were few men left standing that ^Cday

^ASaw an eagle fly through a clear blue sky
^GNineteen-sixty-^Cfive
the 8th of ^ANovember ^G ^C

^A ^G ^C

^ASaid goodbye to his momma as he left South Dakota
^Gto fight fot the red white and ^Cblue

^AHe was nineteen in green with a new M-16
^GJust doing what he had to ^Cdo