Epic, finns bara en Thåström. En så innerlig inlevelse. Budskapet i texterna träffar en rakt i hjärtat. Jo jag vet att låten är gammal men låtar som denna blir aldrig gammal och kan aldrig dö.
With one hand on the heart And the second on the Bible he swore an oath The truth and nothing else I will tell you all that I know And the wedding ring flashed to match The medals that hung on his chest He answered calmly and matter-of-factly But in his voice there was no life only death I was only obeying orders and my country I was only obeying orders and my country The things he said in that room Was like an echo from Nuremberg court -45 It felt as if time stood still It felt as if nothing had happened But with the housewives in the white cities Where the TV was on and the food was ready And where the construction workers drank Budwiser at the bar They probably thought he was a real tough man He was only obeying orders and his country He was only obeying orders and his country He came out on the palace steps With a smile only a victory can beckon The next time you see him standing there Will it be as a senator or president of his country Now he made a stiff salute with the butcher's hand The one who just rested on the holy scripture With the other hand resting on the heart Had he forced the poor to take poison
