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[Verse 1]
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Said goodbye to his momma as he left south dakota
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to fight fot the red white and blue
A 
He was nineteen in green with a new M-16 
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Just doing what he had to do

A 
He was dropped in the jungle where the choppers would rumble
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With the smell of napalm in the air
A
And the seargent said
G           D
Look up ahead

A
Like a dark evil cloud twelve hundred came down
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On him and twenty-nine more
A
They fought for their lives but most of them died
G            D
In the 173rd airborne

[Chorus]
A
On the 8th of November the angels were crying 
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As they carried his brothers away
A
With the fire raining down and the hell all around
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There were few men left standing that day

[Bridge]
        F                     G
Saw an eagle fly through a clear blue sky
F              G
Nineteen-sixty-five
           A        G      D
the 8th of November

[Verse 2]
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Now he's fifty-eight and his pony tail's gray
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But the battle still plays in his head
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He limps when he walks but he's strong when he talks
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About the shrapnell they left in his leg

A
He puts on a suit over his airborne tatoo
G                        D 
He ties it on one time a year
A
He remembers the fallen as he orders a tall one
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And swallows it down with his tears

[Chorus]
A
On the 8th of November the angels were crying 
G                            D 
As they carried his brothers away
A
With the fire raining down and the hell all around
G                                     D
There were few men left standing that day

[Bridge]
        F                     G
Saw an eagle fly through a clear blue sky
F              G
Nineteen-sixty-five
           A        G      D
the 8th of November
        F                     G
Saw an eagle fly through a clear blue sky
F              G
Nineteen-sixty-five

[Chorus]
A
On the 8th of November the angels were crying 
G                            D 
As they carried his brothers away
A
With the fire raining down and the hell all around
G                                     D
There were few men left standing that day
A
On the eighth of november the angels were crying 
G                            D
As they carried his brothers away
A
With the fire raining down and the hell all around
G                                     D
There were few men left standing that day 

[Bridge]
        F                     G
Saw an eagle fly through a clear blue sky
F              G
Nineteen-sixty-five
              A        G      D
the 8th of November
              A        G      D
the 8th of November 

[Outro]
A
Said goodbye to his momma as he left south dakota
G                              D
to fight fot the red white and blue
A 
He was nineteen in green with a new M-16 
G                         D
Just doing what he had to do