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It was just after sunrise and down by the sea
Down on the sandflats where nothin' will grow
Come drummin' 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 a 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"