Matt Urban “The Ghost”
[Lisa Rose/Mike “Flash” Slomowicz]

He was a Buffalo-born Polish man
The son of a plumber, he had a plan
He joined the Army in ‘41
Would stay with the comp’ny ‘til the job was done

Well in ’44, they had a mission in France
Tried to stop the enemy advance
Just when we thought all the chips were down
Matt Urban blew the tanks into the ground

A third tank fired, his leg was wounded
But he came back and led his unit
Wounded again on the following day
Was sent to England for a hospital stay

Oh, you are the one we miss the most
Matt Urban, “The Ghost”
The greatest soldier in U.S. history
“The Ghost” came back for you and me

Within six weeks Matt Urban came back
Directed his comp’ny in another attack
Operation Cobra, action was needed
Retake command or be defeated

A cane in one hand, a gun in the other
He cared for fellow troops like they were his brother
Urban dashed through fire and mounted the tank
For his action and bravery, Matt Urban we thank  
    
Had a mission in September, if you recall
Urban crossed the river in no time at all
Shot in the neck and although he couldn’t speak
He still kept a-fightin’ cause he never was weak

Oh, you are the one we miss the most
Matt Urban, “The Ghost”
The greatest soldier in U.S. history
“The Ghost” came back for you and me
	
When he came back he never thought about war
Or the damaged vocal cord a bullet tore
Seven hearts, one for each wound
Most decorated soldier WWII

The medal came 35 years belated
“I never tried to be hero,” Urban stated
The greatest soldier in U.S. history
Matt Urban came back for you and me

Oh, you are the one we miss the most
Matt Urban, “The Ghost”
The greatest soldier in U.S. history
“The Ghost” came back for you and me

“The Ghost” came back for you and me	
Matt Urban came back for you and me