
Any Infantryman knows what cannonmn’s Cantar represents, it represents perfection in enemy artillery. A gun for all seasons, all reasons, all conditions and all ranges. It’s capabilities remind me a lot of that old Bob Dylan song, “Rainy Day Women”, from which I borrowed and modified a few lyrics.
With their cannon at 1,800, they’ll stone ya when you’re trying to be so good
With their cannon, they’ll stone ya when you’re at 1,200 and trying to get to ‘em
With their mortar, they’ll stone ya when you are young and able and behind the hill at 600
With their gun, loaded with grape, they’ll stone ya at 300 and say you are brave
At 75, they’ll stone ya and set you down in your grave
TK