A short man from Texas
A man of the wild
Thrown into combat,
Where bodies lie piled
Hides his emotions,
His blood is running cold
Just like his victories,
His story unfolds
Bright, a white light,
If there'd be,
Any glory in war
Let it rest,
On men like him
Dead men will never come back
[Chorus]
Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That d**h does wait
There's no debate
So charge and attack
Going to hell and back
A man of the 15th
A man of Can Do
Friends fall around him
And yet he came through
Let them fall face down
If they must die
Making it easier
To say goodbye
Bright, a white light,
If there'd be,
Any glory in war
Let it rest,
On men like him
Who went to hell and came back
[Chorus]
Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That d**h does wait
There's no debate
So charge and attack
Going to hell and back
Oh gather 'round me
And listen while I speak
Of a war where hell is six feet deep
And all along the shore
Where cannons still roar
They're haunting my dreams
They're still there when I sleep
[Solo]
[Chorus]
He saw crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That d**h does wait
There's no debate
He charged and attack
He went to hell and back