Said goodbye to his momma as he left South Dakota To fight for the red, what and blue He was 19 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 sergant said...look up ahead Like a dark evil cloud, 1,200 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 8th 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 remebers that fallen as he orders a tall one And swallows it down with tears [Chorus] Saw the eagle fly through a clear blue sky 1965... On the 8th of November the angels were crying As they carried his brother away With the fire raining down and the hell all around THere were few men left standing that day [Chorus] 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