[00:00.00] 作词 : Joakim Brodén/Pär Sundström
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Joakim Brodén
[00:42.06]A short man from Texas
[00:43.97]A man of the wild
[00:46.03]Thrown into combat,
[00:47.64]Where bodies lie piled
[00:49.81]Hides his emotions,
[00:51.42]His blood is running cold
[00:53.63]Just like his victories,
[00:55.15]His story unfolds
[00:57.56]Bright, a white light,
[01:00.72]If there'd be,
[01:02.07]Any glory in war
[01:04.44]Let it rest,
[01:06.40]On men like him
[01:08.77]Dead men will never come back
[01:12.63]Crosses grow on Anzio
[01:16.20]Where no soldier sleeps
[01:17.71]And where hell is six feet deep
[01:20.07]That death does wait
[01:21.58]There's no debate
[01:23.80]So charge and attack
[01:25.36]Going to hell and back!
[01:31.79]A man of the 15th
[01:33.34]A man of Can Do
[01:35.35]Friends fall around him
[01:37.00]And yet he came through
[01:39.13]Let them fall face down
[01:40.99]If they must die
[01:43.20]Making it easier
[01:44.57]To say goodbye
[01:46.63]Bright, a white light,
[01:49.96]If there'd be,
[01:51.27]Any glory in war
[01:53.58]Let it rest,
[01:55.44]On men like him
[01:58.30]Who went to hell and came back
[02:01.76]Crosses grow on Anzio
[02:05.28]Where no soldier sleeps
[02:06.80]And where hell is six feet deep
[02:09.16]That death does wait
[02:10.62]There's no debate
[02:12.83]So charge and attack
[02:14.38]Going to hell and back!
[02:17.06]Oh gather 'round me
[02:18.51]And listen while I speak
[02:20.28]Of a war where hell is six feet deep
[02:24.21]And all along the shore
[02:25.91]Where cannons still roar
[02:27.78]They're haunting my dreams
[02:29.39]They're still there when I sleep
[03:04.71]He saw crosses grow on Anzio
[03:09.24]Where no soldier sleeps
[03:10.76]And where hell is six feet deep
[03:12.96]That death does wait
[03:14.47]There's no debate
[03:16.74]He charged and attack
[03:18.34]He went to hell and back!

作词 : Joakim Brodén/Pär Sundström
作曲 : Joakim Brodén
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
Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That death 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
Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That death 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
He saw crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
He charged and attack
He went to hell and back!