The notation
a i lay in my fox hole the sun a arise in have wake me from a trance like sleep my arm and finger be numb from the grip like grasp that hold my gun with tighly glinch jaw and glinching teeth try to embrace the real reality of war for in witch no man could endure yes uncle sam be a man i have know about all my life but never meet him face to face i just know he have know me because i receive his notation for war on the enemy birth place