There is a time in some men's lives

Their country calls in time of war,

And asked to heed what they deplore.

These gallant men who fight with pride

With pain that lives and dies inside.

They place their lives in dangers way

To face the enemy each day.

Some wounds severe with loss of limb

While some will heal and try again.

To suffer wounds with death at hand

To fight a war in many lands.

They do their duty and beyond

They're swift to act and to respond.

They shed their blood, some live, some die

To keep Old Glory flying high.

Their children cry, their widows weep,

The blood that's shed runs very deep.

They live with pain for many years

And suffer stress that brings the tears.

To honor those who played the part

We give, with thanks, the Purple Heart.

Written by: Former S/Sgt. James G. Harris
B Company, 70th Tank Battalion
U. S. Army Korea 1950 - 1951