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lyrics
There we were, in the theatre of war
Dying by their command
There we were, with our backs to the wall
To halt the army’s advance
We were made, to crawl in the mud
And knew, we hadn’t a chance
But who was there, when it all turned around?
Who’s the one we should thank?
In the theatre of war, dying by their command
With our backs to the wall, to halt the army’s advance
Made to crawl in the mud, and knew we hadn’t a chance
But who turned it around, who’s the one we should thank?
The Sherman Tank, The Sherman Tank
There we were, in the sweat and the blood
In the wind and the sand
There we were, in a fight for our lives
In a foreign land
We were made, to shoot and to kill
Till we barely could stand
But who was there, when all hope was lost?
Who wasn’t part of their plan?
In the sweat and the blood, in wind and sand
In a fight for our lives, in a foreign land
Made to shoot and to kill, till we barely could stand
But when all hope was lost, not part of their plan?
The Sherman Tank, The Sherman Tank
Here comes the Tank-
Crashing and tearing, it’s way through the wall
The soldiers scatter, they run, or they fall
It’s guns blazing fire, a terrible sight
A grim display, of its power and might
The Sherman Tank, The Sherman Tank
