Das Panzerlied
Whether it storms or snows,
whether the sun smiles upon us,
The day be burning hot,
or the night be ice cold ,
Dusty are our faces,
but joyful is our mind,
yes, our mind.
Our tank roars forward there
into the storm's wind .
Absolutely. There are Banjo players, and then there's Fleck - They're a breed apart. I saw the Flecktones some years back at the Smirnoff theater in Dallas.