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