(Some cadences contain vulgar language. Please read with caution.)

I hear the choppers coming,
They're flying overhead.
They've come to get the wounded,
They've come to get the dead.

(chorus)

My buddy's in a foxhole,
A bullet in his head,
The medic says he is wounded,
But I know that he's dead

(chorus)

I ran to tell the CO
About my buddy's head
But when I got there,
The CO was dead

(chorus)

And now the battle's over,
and smoke is all around.
We wanted to go home,
But we're six feet underground.

(chorus)