It's nineteen forty-four, stormin' up Normandy shore
A soldier on a mission with a Bible on the battleground
White knuckled, with guns in their hands
Some never even made it to the sand
Baptized in bloody water and the fire is rainin' down
His name was Darby Lee, and he just turned thirty-three
Had a wife and a young'un and a flock back in Alabam
God called him to do what's right
And Uncle Sam called him to fight
He held 'em to their gun while their souls slipped through his hands
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He turned those pages covered in red
It's his job to tell 'em what the good book said
And the army of the Lord, the soldiers' disciple
Armed with a cross and a blood-stained Bible
The dark trench that they're in, it's hard not to be their friend
When you hear 'em cryin' out for their mamas and bullets fly
You can smell that angel of death
As the dyin' draw their last breath
He reads Psalms 23 as the light goes from their eyes
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He turned those pages covered in red
It's his job to tell 'em what the good book said
And the army of the Lord, the soldiers' disciple
Armed with a cross and a blood-stained Bible
[Chorus]
He turned those pages covered in red
It's his job to tell 'em what the good book said
And the army of the Lord, the soldiers' disciple
Armed with a cross and a blood-stained Bible
He was a soldier on a mission with a blood-stained Bible