There was a man who held in hand
His time in form of grains of sand
And when it ran he didn’t cry
this man who had only one eye

He’d walk along the little beach
for shells of blue, yellow and peach
when none could be found, he would sigh
this man who had only one eye

He’d rest each day on a tree stump
A comfy place to set his rump
He’d drink some milk and eat squash pie
this man who had only one eye

When he was through, he’d walk away
And head on over to the bay
Sometimes I’d see this odd man cry
this man who had only one eye

One day he tapped me on my back
And pulled something out of his sack
I knew then; he was quite a guy
This man who had only one eye

The medal he pulled from the sack
Made me blink and quickly step back
This hero then, began to cry
This man who had only one eye

The purple heart now in my hand
Made me want to take a firm stand
For this soldier I’ve watched walk by
This man who had only one eye

There are men like him everywhere
But many people just don’t care
‘I’ve bought us some freedom’, he’d cry
This man who had only one eye

He left the medal in my hand
And staggered away on the sand
‘I won’t forget’ I did reply
This man who had only one eye