"Purple Heart Lane"

by R.D. Cready and R.H. Bryant

 
"We drink to the men so bronzed and tan 
Who marched down the road to Carentan 
We were the ones who so long had to train, 
To fight this battle of 'Purple Heart Lane'. 
Yes, this is that road stretched cross the plain, 
This piece of macadem called 'Purple Heart Lane'
 
Why was it called this you may want to know. 
Well, 'Jerry' was there to give us his show. 
He had mortars, machine guns, and 88's too, 
With plenty of armor to back up his crew. 
Then there were snipers that we could not see, 
They kept firing at us, my buddies and me.
 
We had laughed at crawling, keeping close to the 
ground, 
But we did it and liked it right up to the town. 
Then came the charge that led to their guns, 
We beat back those 'jerries', those invincible Huns. 
Invincible they say and they weren't far wrong. 
But we made them sing another sort of song.
 
The long battle over, we trudged up the hill, 
THERE we paused to look back at our Comrades so 
still. 
We think of the boys who died not in vain, 
Our pals, Yes, the 'Heroes of Purple Heart Lane'."





- To the memory of the men of the 502 that died at 
Carentan. 

From Web Source - CECIL'S CELLAR

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