The Last Stand At Hill 400

December 44, in the forests so cold
Hill 400 loomed high, a stronghold to hold
The Rangers pushed forward, through bullets and fire
Climbing that hillside, driven higher and higher

At Hill 400, we fought through the night
With courage unbroken, in the dim morning light
Through foxholes and gunfire, we held to the end
For victory and honor, on that hill to defend

German shells rained down, but still they held tight
Outgunned and outnumbered, yet holding with might
Through frost and the fire, they stood through the dawn
In that fierce winter battle, they fought and held on

At Hill 400, we fought through the night
With courage unbroken, in the dim morning light
Through foxholes and gunfire, we held to the end
For victory and honor, on that hill to defend

To defend

To defend

German shells rained down, but still they held tight
Outgunned and outnumbered, yet holding with might
Through frost and the fire, they stood through the dawn
In that fierce winter battle, they fought and held on

At Hill 400, we fought through the night
With courage unbroken, in the dim morning light
Through foxholes and gunfire, we held to the end
For victory and honor, on that hill to defend

So remember their stand, on that cold, distant hill
Hill 400's echo, in memory still
Their bravery shines, through history's call
For freedom and honor, they gave it their all

They gave it their all

To Defend

To Defend