Dirt In Your Boots Lyrics

Race to the sea they meet at Ypre

The Germans dig in their artillery will greet ya

The Belgiums desperate open up the dykes

The city now a river separate the two sides

The allied forces now lay siege under fire

A war of motion now a war that is mired

The allies dig in though their trenches will flood

It's the only relief from the death from above

The shells they scream the shells they whistle

The bullets chip away at the homes and cathedrals

The soldiers they will say start to suffer it is measured

Not only in death but how it comes so procedural

The two sides locked up in a conflict that lingers

Decisive victory alluding both slip through fingers

And your life, matters not in this cauldron

Of dirt and blood sounds are silenced so poignant

You see infantry is rendered so useless

Rifles and movement are a thing of the past

Fast see the lessons their learning

Artillery and machine guns death is fast

It's on a scale that's never seen before

And all around the city they will see the gore

This battle is fought in the marshes and the meadows

In the fields in the forest its obscene but its war

The city is choked by the smoke that just bellows

Out of every gun the allies will amass

Everything turning into ruins at their feet

The dirt in your boots is common place you won't last

Both sides are loathed to even give an inch

Ypre in the crosshairs as both sides try to pinch

Squeeze out each other and break out the other side

But all you hear is thunder of the guns before you die

Dirt in your boots

Remember it well

Dirt all around

Even in your fingernails

You can hear the guns

You can hear the shells

And the water

The water bleeds through you can tell

This is hell

And it awaits

This is war

And its stalemate

In the villages and towns that are all around the city

Skirmishes are fought every moment turned risky

The french turn the tables use artillery to punish

The Germans feel the full might of the allies simply

But they won't fall back no instead they dig in

And they won't face collapse no instead resolved to win

It is clear the objective is to never give them ground

And the men oh the men are sacrificed and put down

The city is choked by the smoke and the fire

Civilians they flee the situation getting dire

A war fought in the streets most of it has been flooded

Modern warfare is just the truth that is summoned

The bombs and machine guns rip and tear torn assunder

Defensive weapons deal the most damage hope is plundered

On both sides the dead and wounded are enough

They're like a mountain of bodies that only pile up

Dirt in your boots

Remember it well

Dirt all around

Even in your fingernails

You can hear the guns

You can hear the shells

And the water

The water bleeds through you can tell

This is hell

And it awaits

This is war

And its stalemate

At Ypre

At Ypre

At Ypre

At Ypre

At Ypre

It is clear this war will be long

At Ypre

The race to the sea has stalled

At Ypre

You can hear the guns at dawn

At Ypre

You can count dead all along

Both sides dig in

The trenches are extensive

Breaking their will

Is the mission

Machine guns poised to cut down if they venture

Over the top cut down never mentioned

And in between the lines

Barbed wire is rendered

This is no man's land

Where the men will go missing

Sink into the craters Sink into the mud

That seeps through the earth

And meets the rain from above