Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White On a battlefield one day in a land so far away Mid the rattle of machine guns in the dawn's first golden light Twenty men lay close to death, nineteen of them held their breath While one volunteered to save them, volunteered to give his life Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White Nineteen lives he meant to save, not one backward glance he gave As he yelled, for God and country, through an open field he ran But the enemy had seen and they understood his scheme And the fire from their machine guns knocked the rifle from his hands Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White Seven bullets found their mark, seven bullets near the heart And the force of seven bullets knocked the soldier to the ground But his promise he must keep, and he staggered to his feet Ran toward the four machine guns that pinned the soldiers down Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White Bullets flyin' everywhere, smoke and gunfire filled the air Onward ran the wounded soldier to keep the vow he made Nearly dead, but deep within, was the strength to pull the pin As he yelled, I died for freedom, he threw the hand grenade Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com