To Hell And Back Lyrics

A short man from Texas,
a man of the wild
Thrown into combat,
where bodies lie piled

Fights his emotions,
his blood's 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..)

Crosses grow on Anzio,
where no soldiers sleep and the hell's six feet deep
The death must 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, but 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!

Crosses grow on Anzio,
where no soldiers sleep and the hell's six feet deep
The death must 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 now that I'm off the shore, where cannons still roar,
they're haunting my dreams, they're still there when I sleep!

He saw crosses grow on Anzio,
where no soldiers sleep and where hell's six feet deep
The death must wait, there's no debate
He charged and attacked, he went to hell and back!

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