(Chorus)
Momma,
If you get this letter
I may not be around
‘Cause I have this feeling
And I’m sure not proud
That I may die soon somehow
So Momma,
Don’t you even shed a tear
For me this year
Should a green Army car
On the horizon appear…

It’s D-Day
Thousands of ships at sea
Coming into hostile beaches
Contact with the enemy

German cannons are booming
All around me GIs dying
Heavy MGs belching fire
Flame thrower bursts frying

Obstacles everywhere
Barbed wire here and there
But at least, God thank you
The Luftwaffe is nowhere

Momma,
If you get this letter
I may not be around
‘Cause I have this feeling
And I’m sure not proud
That I may die soon somehow
So Momma,
Don’t you even shed a tear
For me this year
Should a green Army car
On the horizon appear…

Climbing,
Bangalore tore through
Germans shooting at us
But we’re on the move

Cleared a bunker or two
Smoke is billowing
French countryside is lovely
But German tanks are coming

We’re laying low in the field
Sweating, scared as hell
German SS units rolling
Up on our positions now

Momma,
If you get this letter
I may not be around
‘Cause I have this feeling
And I’m sure not proud
That I may die soon somehow
So Momma,
Don’t you even shed a tear
For me this year
Should a green Army car
On the horizon appear…

This is it
We’re in a fire-fight
In the evening light
Ammo is getting tight

Germans are frantic
MPs vs. Thompsons action
Grenades incoming
A harsh reaction

In the fields we’re running
Searching for cover
German Flak gun depressing
They’re gonna use it… Mother!

Streaks of fire fly by
I watch in horror as my buddies die
I can feel the impacts as they strike
I can hear my own voice cry

Momma,
If you get this letter
I may not be around
‘Cause I have this feeling
And I’m sure not proud
That I may die soon somehow
So Momma,
Don’t you even shed a tear
For me this year
Should a green Army car
On the horizon appear…

p.s. I loved you so dear…