Private Wilson White, America is proud Proud to claim you for hero, Private White
On a one day in a land 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 volunteered to save them, volunteered to his life
Wilson White, America is proud tonight Proud to claim you for hero, Private White
Nineteen lives he to save, not one backward glance he gave As he yelled, for God and country, through an open he ran But the enemy had seen and they understood his And the fire from their machine guns the rifle from his hands
Private Wilson White, America is proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
Seven bullets found their mark, seven bullets near the And the force of bullets knocked the soldier to the ground But his promise he must keep, and he staggered to his Ran toward the four machine that pinned the soldiers down
Wilson White, America is proud tonight Proud to claim you for their hero, White
Bullets everywhere, smoke and gunfire filled the air ran the wounded soldier to keep the vow he made Nearly dead, but deep within, was the to pull the pin As he yelled, I died for freedom, he threw the grenade
Private Wilson White, is proud tonight Proud to you for their hero, Private White