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![Watching band of brothers with assface.
The Night of the Bayonet
The night was filled with dark and cold,
When Sergeant Talbert, the story’s told,
Pulled on his poncho and headed out,
To check the lines dressed like a Kraut.
Upon a trooper, our hero came,
Fast asleep, he called his name,
Smith! Oh, Smith! Get up! It’s time
To take your place out on the line.
[And Private] Smith, so very weary,
Cracked an eye all read and bleary,
[Then] grabbed his gun [rifle], he did not tarry,
Hearing Floyd but seeing Jerry.
DON’T! cried Tab, IT’S ME!, and yet,
Smith charged, tout suite, with bayonet.
He lunged, he thrust, both high and low,
And skewered the boy from Kokomo.
And as they carried him [Floyd] away,
Our punctured hero was heard to say,
When in this war you venture out,
Best never do it dressed as a Kraut!
Written by Erik Jendresen from Band of Brothers
based on the research from the Veterans of Easy Company](http://cdn07.dayviews.com/79/_u3/_u7/_u5/_u4/_u4/u375445/23314_1262441027/Watching_band_of_brothers_with_assface_The_Night_of_the_Bayonet_The_night_was_filled_with_dark_and.jpg)
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Watching band of brothers with assface.
The Night of the Bayonet
The night was filled with dark and cold,
When Sergeant Talbert, the story’s told,
Pulled on his poncho and headed out,
To check the lines dressed like a Kraut.
Upon a trooper, our hero came,
Fast asleep, he called his name,
Smith! Oh, Smith! Get up! It’s time
To take your place out on the line.
[And Private] Smith, so very weary,
Cracked an eye all read and bleary,
[Then] grabbed his gun [rifle], he did not tarry,
Hearing Floyd but seeing Jerry.
DON’T! cried Tab, IT’S ME!, and yet,
Smith charged, tout suite, with bayonet.
He lunged, he thrust, both high and low,
And skewered the boy from Kokomo.
And as they carried him [Floyd] away,
Our punctured hero was heard to say,
When in this war you venture out,
Best never do it dressed as a Kraut!
Written by Erik Jendresen from Band of Brothers
based on the research from the Veterans of Easy Company
The night was filled with dark and cold,
When Sergeant Talbert, the story’s told,
Pulled on his poncho and headed out,
To check the lines dressed like a Kraut.
Upon a trooper, our hero came,
Fast asleep, he called his name,
Smith! Oh, Smith! Get up! It’s time
To take your place out on the line.
[And Private] Smith, so very weary,
Cracked an eye all read and bleary,
[Then] grabbed his gun [rifle], he did not tarry,
Hearing Floyd but seeing Jerry.
DON’T! cried Tab, IT’S ME!, and yet,
Smith charged, tout suite, with bayonet.
He lunged, he thrust, both high and low,
And skewered the boy from Kokomo.
And as they carried him [Floyd] away,
Our punctured hero was heard to say,
When in this war you venture out,
Best never do it dressed as a Kraut!
Written by Erik Jendresen from Band of Brothers
based on the research from the Veterans of Easy Company
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