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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big & Rich
Big & Rich
Performer
Big Kenny
Big Kenny
Vocals
John Rich
John Rich
Acoustic Guitar
Ethan Pilzer
Ethan Pilzer
Bass Guitar
Brian Barnett
Brian Barnett
Drums
Adam Shoenfeld
Adam Shoenfeld
Electric Guitar
Paul Worley
Paul Worley
Electric Guitar
Jonathan Yudkin
Jonathan Yudkin
Fiddle
Mike Johnson
Mike Johnson
Pedal Steel Guitar
Mike Rojas
Mike Rojas
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Big Kenny
Big Kenny
Songwriter
John Rich
John Rich
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Kenny
Big Kenny
Producer
John Rich
John Rich
Producer
Chris Stone
Chris Stone
Additional Engineer
Vance Powell
Vance Powell
Additional Engineer
Adam Engelhardt
Adam Engelhardt
Assistant Engineer
David Robinson
David Robinson
Assistant Engineer
John Baldwin
John Baldwin
Assistant Engineer
John Netti
John Netti
Assistant Engineer
Lowell Reynolds
Lowell Reynolds
Assistant Engineer
Paul Hart
Paul Hart
Assistant Engineer
Bartley Pursley
Bartley Pursley
Recording Engineer
Paul Worley
Paul Worley
Producer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Hello, I'm Kris Kristofferson On November 8th, 1965, the 173rd Airborne Brigade on Operation Hump War Zone D in Vietnam were ambushed by over 1200 V.C Forty-eight American soldiers lost their lives that day Severely wounded and riskin' his own life, Lawrence Joll, a medic Was the first livin' black man since the Spanish-American War To receive the United States Medal of Honor For savin' so many lives in the midst of battle that day Our friend, Nialls Harris, retired 25 years, United States Army The guy who gave Big Kenny his top hat Was one of the wounded who lived This song is his story Caught in the action of 'kill or be killed' "Greater love hath no man than to lay down his life for a friend" 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 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 sergeant 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 On the 8th of November, the angels were cryin' 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 pony tail's gray But the battle still plays in his head He limps when he walks but he's strong when he talks 'Bout 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 remembers that fallen as he orders a tall one And swallows it down with his tears On the 8th of November, the angels were cryin' 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 cryin' 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 cryin' 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 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 nineteen and green with a new M-16 Just doin' what he had to do
Writer(s): John Rich, Kenny Alphin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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