I was a pfc on a search patrol hunting Charlie down
It was in the jungle wars of 65
My weapon jammed and I got stuck way out and all alone
And I could hear the enemy moving in close outside
Just then I heard a twig snap and I grabbed my empty gun
and I dug in scared while I counted down my fate.
And then a big marine, a giant with a pair of friendly eyes
appeared there at my shoulder and said wait.
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