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Patton's Butchers

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Written by George Thimmesch, this song was born from a series of notes he took while interviewing his father, Harold John Thimmesch, who since has passed away. After acquiring the notes of his father's experiences in World War II, George took 2 years to put those stories to song. Each story in the song is true. His father, along with so many other brave men and women fought to protect and preserve our freedoms. This song is dedicated to George's father, Communications Sergeant, Harold John Thimmesch, of the 4th Armored Division, Headquarter's Company, under General George S. Patton.

lyrics

In 1941 I was 24 years old

Got drafted in the army; so, I did as I was told

And they sent me down to Fort Knox, Kentucky.

Then they shipped me up to Pine Camp, New York

I ended up bunkmate with a German spy

But with my help he got grabbed by the MP’s. (F G Am)

Next was Fort Worth, Texas where it was hot as hell

I needed a three day pass to go and marry my gal

And I finally got permission from old Sgt. Zack Keen.

Then it was Needles, California with daily drills in the heat

Getting us ready for Hitler’s Nazis

And I made Sergeant before we left the States.

Well, I ran the radio for Headquarters’ Company

Served with men like Sonrick, Warwick, and Ed Galuli

It was brave men like these who I learned to rely.



Patton’s butchers is what we were called (Chorus)

Through France to Belgium and the Battle of the Bulge

From Normandy to St. Low then south to St. Nazair

Nothing could stop us by land, sea, or air

The Fourth Armored Division was our name

But our blood his guts earned us our fame

Yea, our blood his guts earned us our fame (F G Am)


We landed at Normandy once the shellin’ was all done

But we couldn’t go inland because the German’s long range guns

So Patton welded blades on the tanks to cut through the hedgerows.

One time we got ambushed by snipers we couldn’t see

But Tank Commander Red went and shot one from a tree

He gave me the Mauser but many a hero died that day.

Once there was a valley with both sides flanked by hidden guns

So Colonel Abrams sent down three empty tanks on a run

I radioed their positions to B17’s to bomb them from the sky.

(F G Am)

Then Ike asked Patton to hurry and get to Bastogne

The 101st Airborne were there with no supplies and all alone

Fueling tanks on the run we reached them in 2 ½ days.

But the sky was foggy and our planes couldn’t drop supplies

All we could do was share our rations and look ‘em in the eyes.

Then Patton ordered a prayer the sky cleared and I saw grown men cry.


Patton’s butchers is what we were called (Chorus)

Through France to Belgium and the Battle of the Bulge

From Normandy to St. Low then south to St. Nazair

Nothing could stop us by land, sea, or air

The Fourth Armored Division was our name

But our blood his guts earned us our fame (repeat 1X)

Yea, our blood his guts earned us our fame

Our blood his guts earned us our fame

Our blood his guts earned us our fame (F G Am)

(Am C) repeat to fade

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from Flannel Animal, track released December 30, 2010
George Thimmesch - Vocal, Acoustic Guitar

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