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