Soldiers
James Taylor
Letra

It was just after sunrise

And down by the sea

Down on the sand flats

Where nothing will grow

Come drumming and footsteps

Like out of a dream

Where the golden green waters come in



Just nine lucky soldiers had come

Through the night

Half of them wounded

And barely alive

Just nine out of twenty was headed for home

With eleven sad stories to tell



I remember quite clearly when I got out of bed

I said, oh, good morning what a beautiful day