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