8th Of November Lyrics by Big and Rich
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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 Sargeant 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 his 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

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

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 Sargeant 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 his 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       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      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