James Taylor - Soldiers Lyrics
It was just after sunriseAnd down by the seaDown on the sand flatsWhere nothing will growCome drumming and footstepsLike out of a dreamWhere the golden green waters come inJust nine lucky soldiers had comeThrough the nightHalf of them woundedAnd barely aliveJust nine out of twenty was headed for homeWith eleven sad stories to tellI remember quite clearly when I got out of bedI said, oh, good morning what a beautiful day