Marching Cadence

[David]

A Yellow Ribbon



Around her head she wore a yellow ribbon.

She wore it in the springtime and in the month of May.

And if you ask her why the hell she wore it.

She wore it for that soldier who was far, far away.



(Chorus)

Far Away

Far Away.

She wore it for that soldier who was far, far away. HEY!



Around the block she pushed the baby carriage.

She pushed it in the spring time and in the month of may.

And if you ask her why the hell she pushed it.

She pushed it for that soldier who was far, far away.



(Chorus)



Above the door, her daddy kept a shotgun.

He kept it in the springtime and in the month of May.

And if you ask him why the hell he kept it.

He kept it for that soldier who was far, far away.



(Chorus)








'Till I Get on Back Home


Got a letter in the mail,

Said go to war or go to jail,

but it won't be long,

till I get on back home.



Slapped me down in a barber's chair

Spun me around, I had no hair,

but it won't be long,

till I get on back home.



Use to drive a cadilac,

Now I hump it on my back,

but it won't be long,

till I get on back home.



Used to be a high school stud,

Now I'm marching in the mud,

but it won't be long,

till I get on back home.



Used to wear my faded jeans,

Now I'm wearing army greens,

but it won't be long,

till I get on back home.



Used to date a beauty queen,

Now I love my M16,

but it won't be long,

till I get on back home.



I don't know why I left,

but I know I done wrong.

but it won't be long,

till I get on back home.



Non moma moma don't you cry.

Your little boy ain't gonna die,

but it won't be long,

till I get on back home.



Now sister, sister don't you fret.

I haven't met my match yet!

but it won't be long,

till I get on back home.








They Say that in the Army...


They say that in the Army the coffie's mighty fine.

Who said that? They say that in the Army the coffie's mighty fine.

It looks like muddy water and tastes like turpentine!



(chorus)

Oh Mom, I want to go home!

But they won't let me go home!

Ohhhhhhhh OHHHHHHHH Ohhhhhhhh

Ohhhhhhhh OHHHHHHHH Ohhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhh HEY!



They say that in the Army the chow mighty fine.

Who said that? They say that in the Army the chow mighty fine.

A chicken jumped off the table and started markin time!



(Chorus)



They say that in the Army the pay mighty fine.

Who said that? They say that in the Army the pay mighty fine.

They give a hundred dollars and take back ninety-nine!



(Chorus)



They say that in the Army, the food is mighty fine.

A roll fell off the table, and killed a friend of mine!



(Chorus)



They say that in the Army, the women are mighty fine.

They look like Freddy Kruger and walk like Frankenstien!



(Chorus)



They say that in the Army, the coffee is mighty fine

it's good for cuts and bruises and tastes like iodine









The Airborne Ranger March


I was walking down the street one day

When I met a perfect stranger

Who said that he was on his way

To become a Ranger



Chorus:

Airborne

drawn out from high to low

Ranger

drawn out from low to high



The Rangers are a moving

There moving through the night

The Rangers are a looking

There looking for a fight

Charlie is a moving

moving through the night

Charlie Charlie

He thinks that he can fight

But up from behind him

A Ranger standing tall

A Slits Charlie's throat

And watches that Charlie fall



Chorus



Alternate:




Here's a little story,

A story should be told.

About an M1 Tanker

His name was Tanker Joe.



His home was in Kentucky.

The Land that God Forgot

The mud was 18 inches thick

The sun was blazin' hot.


Alternate:


Deep in the battlefield, covered in blood,

lies and Airborne Ranger, dying in the mud.

He fought for his country, and died like a man.

Tho' some people back home just wouldn't understand.



(chorus)



Back at home a young wife waits,

unaware that her Ranger has finally met his fate.

Her little boy's cryin' as she tucks him into bed,

Although no one's told him, he knows his daddys dead.



{Chorus}



The boy grew up with a certain kind of shame,

His father was buried in a tomb with no name.

He finally got his chance when the country went to war,

he went to enlist just to even up the score.



{Chorus}



After seven months training he finally saw the day,

out of 93 men, he got his green beret.

As he stood there looking at the big cheering crowd,

He knows deep inside he'll make his daddy proud.



{Chorus}



Alternate:



I hear the choppers comming,

They're flying overhead.

They've come to get the wounded,

They've come to get the dead.



(chorus)



My buddy's in a foxhole,

A bullet in his head,

The Army says he's living,

But I know that he's dead



(chorus)



I ran to tell the CO

About my buddy's head

But when I got there,

The CO was dead



(chorus)



And now the battle's over,

and smoke is all around.

We wanted to go home,

But we're six feet underground.



(chorus)



Alternate:


I went to wake the Captain,

I found him in his bed,

And when I rolled him over,

I found he had no head.

(chorus)



Walking through the jungle,

I thought I heard a snap,

I prayed to god almighty it wasn't a booby trap.

(chorus)



I went to wake the sergeant,

I found him in his bed,

And when I rolled him over,

I found out he was dead.

(chorus)



My buddy's in my fox hole,

A bullet in his head,

The medic says he's wounded,

But I know he's dead.

(chorus)



Sitting in my foxhole,

Sharpening my knife,

An Iraqi came on over,

I had to take his life.

(chorus)



My buddy's in my foxhole,

Talking about his wife,

A grenade came on over,

And took my buddy's life.







Airborne Ranger where have you been?


Airborne Ranger, Airborne Ranger where have you been?

Around the world and back again!

Airborne Ranger, Airborne Ranger how did you go?

A C-130 flying low!

Airborne Ranger, Airborne Ranger what did you do?

I killed some commies for me and you!

Airborne Ranger, Airborne Ranger how'd you get back?

A black and gold body sack!





A Pretty Girl



My Girl's a pretty girl

She is'a Kentucky girl.

She got a pretty face

She'll stop a freight train in place.






Army of One

Over in Kuwait
I heard them crying
I saw them Dying,
Dying in vain
I grabbed my weapon
I came a running,
I am the army
An Army of ONE

Down in Grenada
I heard them crying
I saw them dying,
dying in vain
I grabbed my weapon
I came a running,
I am the Army
An Army of One

Up in NewYork
We heard them crying
We saw them dying
Dying in vain
We grabbed our rucksacks
We came a running
We are the Army
The Army of One.





The Berets


Who's the man in the red beret?

Makes his livin' in the sky they say,

Airborne leads the way,

To make a brighter day...



Who's the man in the black beret?

Makes his livin' in the woods they say,

Ranger leads the way,

To make a brighter day..



Who's the man in the green beret?

Makes his livin' in a special way,

Special Forces Leads the way,

To make a brighter day! (Repeat two more times)





Blood On the Risers


Note: To the tune of Glory Glory Hallelujah.



He was just a rookie trooper,

And he surely shook with fright.

As he checked all his equipment

And made sure his pack was tight.



"Is everybody happy?",cried the sergent, looking up,

Our hero feebly answered "Yes", and then they stood him up

He leaped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked,

HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE



(Chorus)



He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock

He felt the wind, he felt the clouds, he felt the awful drop,

He jerked his cord, the silk spilled out and wrapped around his legs

HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE



(Chorus)



The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome

The lines were snarled and tied in knots around his skinny bones

The canopy became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground,

HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE



(Chorus)



The days he's lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind,

He thought about his girl back home, the one he left behind,

He thought about the medics and he wondered what they'd find,

HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE



(Chorus)



The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild,

The medics jumped and screamed with glee, they rolled their sleeves and smiled

For it had been a week or more since last a 'chute had failed

HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE



(Chorus)



He hit the ground, the sound was "SPLATT", his blood went spurting high

His comrades then were heard to say "A Helluva way to Die!"

He lay there rolling 'round in the welter of his gore

HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE



(Chorus)



There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon his 'chute

Intestines were a'dangling from his Paratrooper boots,

They picked him up, still in his 'chute and poured him from his boots.

HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE



(Chorus)

Gory, Gory, What a Helluva Way to Die!

With a Rifle on your Back and you're Falling Through the Sky!

Gory, Gory, What a Helluva Way to Die!

And HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


Alternate:


Johnny was a Paratrooper in the RAF,

Johnny was a Paratrooper in the RAF,

Johnny was a Paratrooper in the RAF,

And he ain't gonna jump no more!



(Chorus)

Glory, Glory, what a terrible way to die,

You've jumped without a parachute and you don't know how to fly.

Glory, Glory, what a terrible way to die,

And he ain't gonna jump no more!


Alternate:


Glory, Glory, what a terrible way to die,

With a bullet up your arse and a bullet in your eye.

Glory, Glory, what a terrible way to die,

And he ain't gonna jump no more!



He landed on the railway like a blob of strawberry jam,

He landed on the railway like a blob of strawberry jam,

He landed on the railway like a blob of strawberry jam,

And he ain't gonna jump no more!



(Chorus)



They scraped him off the railway and they sent him to Mum,

They scraped him off the railway and they sent him to Mum,

They scraped him off the railway and they sent him to Mum,



And he ain't gonna jump no more!



(Chorus)



She put him on the mantlepiece for everyone to see,

She put him on the mantlepiece for everyone to see,

She put him on the mantlepiece for everyone to see,

And he ain't gonna jump no more!



(Chorus)



She put him on the table when the Vicar came to tea,

She put him on the table when the Vicar came to tea,

She put him on the table when the Vicar came to tea,

And he ain't gonna jump no more!






Can't Touch This


We are First Platoon!

And we like to party!

Party Hearty!

Party hearty all night long!

Formation only: Your left, your left, your left right get on down!

Your left, your left, your left right get on down!

Now drop! DISMOUNT and beat your face!

First Platoon is gonna rock this place!

BOOM!

Check it out. Check it out.

BOOM!

Check it out. Check it out.

BOOM!

Can't touch this!






Can't You See


Mama, Mama cant you see?

O, what the navy's done to me...

They sat me down in the chair,

When I looked I had no hair



O, Mama Mama can't you see??

O what that co done to me...

He made me march real far...

Then he passed me in his car



Mama Mama can't ya see???

O, what that Navy done to me....

I used to drive a Chevrolet,

but now I march around all day



Mama, Mama can't you see?

O, what the Navy done to me??

I used to drive a Cadillac...

now I carry one on my back...



verse for those Marines:



Mama Mama can't you see?!?!?!?

What the Marines done to me?!

After i passed the really hard test...

They stuck a ribbon in my chest.


Alternate:


Mama,Mama Cant you see?

What Marine ROTCs done for me.

I'm walkin tall and feeling good,

I'm doing things I never thought I could.

Some people talk about us behind our backs,

But we'll beat'em all on the PT track.

We love to show the world what we can do,

We can do it and so can you.





Captain Jack


Hey, hey Captain Jack

Meet me down by the railroad track

With that rifle in my hand

I'm gonna be a shootin' man

A shootin' man

The best I can

For Uncle Sam



Hey, hey Captain Jack

Meet me down by the railroad track

With that knife in my hand

I'm gonna be a cuttin' man

A cuttin' man

A shootin' man

The best I can

For Uncle Sam



Hey, hey Captain Jack

Meet me down by the railroad track

With that grenade in my hand

I'm gonna be a killin' man

A killin' man

A cuttin' man

A shootin' man

The best I can

For Uncle Sam



Hey, hey Captain Jack

Meet me down by the railroad track

With that bottle in my hand

I'm gonna be a drinkin' man

A drinkin' man

A killin' man

A cuttin' man

A shootin' man

The best I can

For Uncle Sam



Hey, hey Captain Jack

Meet me down by the railroad track

With that book in my hand

I'm gonna be a studyin' man

A studyin' man

A drinkin' man

A killin' man

A cuttin' man

A shootin' man

The best I can

For Uncle Sam






Count Cadence



Caller: Count cadence, delay cadence, count cadence, count!

Formation:Simultaneously with the caller, slowing drowning him out

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh You know we can't count!

ONE!



The formation now shouts its line directly after the caller

Caller:Bradley Gunner!

Formation:TWO!

Caller:You better do your best!

Formation:THREE!

Caller:Before a HEAT round!

Formation:FOUR!

Caller:Slams into your chest!



Formation: ONE!

Caller: Hit it!

Formation: TWO!

Caller: Hit it!

Formation: THREE!

Caller: Hit it!

Formation: FOUR! ONE TWO THREE FOUR! ONE TWO THREE FOUR!

We like it here we love it here we've finally found a home!



Caller:A what?

Formation:A home!

Caller:A what?

Formation:A home!

Caller:A what?

Formation:A home away from home! HOOAH!

Alternate:


Skip cadence, coke cadence, delay cadence, count!

C

In a bottle

O

In a can

K

Wish I had one

E

in my hand!

C

drink it!

O

Slam it!

K

Chug it!

E

Jug it!

C-O-K-E, C-O-K-E, a coke, a coke, and icy cold coke, ch*, ahhhh*




Alternate:



Count cadence, Ugly cadence, count cadnce count



FORMATION: U

CALLER: For your mama

FOR: G

CALL: For your daddy too

FOR: L

CALL: For your girlfriend

FOR: Y

CALL: Cause she's ugly too (Or: hell I don't know why)

FOR: U

CALL: Hit it

FOR: G

CALL: Hit it

FOR: L

CALL: Hit it

FOR:Y

ALL: U-G-L-Y U-G-L-Y. You're ugly! You're ugly! Your mama says you're ugly. HOOAH!!!






The Colors


Marine Corps colors,

colors of red,

to show the world....

the blood they shed!!



(chorus)

Your left right leo,

your left right left,

your left right leo,

now keep it in step...



Air Force colors,

colors of blue,

to show the world....

what they can do!!



(chorus)



Army colors,

colors of green,

to show the world...

that they are mean!!



(chorus)



Navy colors,

colors of white,

to show the world...

that they can fight!!



(chorus)



Alternate:





Air Force colors

the color is green

show the world

the wars weve seen



Air Force Colors

the color is brown

show the world

we wont back down



Air Force colors

the color is black

show the world

we'll fight back



Air Force colors

the color is gold

show the world

that we are bold



Air Force colors

the color is red

show the world

the blood we've shed



Air Force colors

the color is white

show the world

all our might



Air Forcce colors

the color is blue

show the world

we are true



Air Force colors

the color is me

show the world

that we are Free



Air Force colors

the color is you

show the world

That they can too.



Air Force colors

red, white, and blue

show the world

we'll die for you.



Alternate:



First there came

the color red

to show the world

the blood we shed



Then there came

the color gold

to show the world

that we were bold



Next there came

the color blue

to show the world

that we were true



Last there was

the color green

To show the world

that we were mean



Semper Fi

ouh -rah

Do, or Die

ouh-rah





The Drunken Soldier


I'm a Navy recon Ranger with a green beret.

I'll fly your submarine any day.

The Privates say I had too much beer.

but they dont know cause they weren't there.

The Corporals say I had too much wine.

But I think I'm doin' just fine.

Sergents think I had too much Jack,

but now he'll never get his girl back.

First Sergent thinks I had too much scotch.

He's about to get a boot in the crotch.

The Captain thinks I had too much rum.

He doesn't know he's a lousy bum.

The Major thinks I had too much gin.

When he doesn't even know where he's been.

The Colonel thinks I had too much tequila.

Maybe I shouldn't have had that last margarita.

Tell the MPs that I'm not drunk.

How did all those bottles get in my trunk?






Everywhere We Go


Every where we go.

People want to know.

Who we are.

So we tell them.



We're not the Army.

The back packin' Army.

We're not the Air Force.

The high flyin' Air Force.



We're not Coast Guard.

They don't even work hard.

We're not the Marines.

They don't even look mean.



We are the Navy.

The mighty US Navy.

The world's finest Navy.

Huh-yah!


Alternate:

We are the Seabees.

The Buidin Fightin Seabees.

The mighty Navy Seabees

Huh-yah!










Follow Me!


OH! Soldier!

Combat soldier!

Pick up your weapon and follow me!

I am Mechanized Infantry



Hey there Airborne!

Head-in-the-clouds Airborne!

Wrap up your 'chute and follow me!

I am Mechanized Infantry!



Hey their Air Assault!

Rotor-head Air Assault!

Pick up your rope and follow me!

I am Mechanized Infantry!



Hey their Light Fight!

Freeze at night Light Fight!

Strap on your boots and follow me!

I am Mechanized Infantry!



Hey Marine Corps!

Bullet-sponge Marine Corps!

Pick up your rifle and follow me!

I am Mechanized Infantry!



Hey their Navy!

Water logged navy!

Jump in your sub and follow me!

I am Mechanized Infantry



Hey their Air Force!

Don't shoot! I'm friendly- Air Force!

Hop in your plane and follow me!

I am Mechanized Infantry!



Oh Soldier!

Combat Soldier!

Jump in your track and follow me!

I am Mechanized Infantry!



Alternate:



75TH

Patch on my shoulder

Pick up your weapon and follow me

Ranger infantry



82nd patch on my shoulder

Pick up your weapon and follow me

Airborne infantry



1-0-1 patch on my shoulder

Pick up our weapon and follow me

Air assault infantry



Big red 1

Patch on my shoulder

Pick up your weapon and follow me

Mechanized infantry





Alternate:



R-O-T-C

Patch on my shoulder

Pick up your book and follow me

We're going to a frat party







GI Joe


When I was just a little boy,

mama bought me a brand new toy,

it was a GI Joe!

Combat gear from head to toe.



Then I turned eighteen.

I headed down to Fort Benning,

To be a GI Joe,

with Combat gear from head to toe.



They took away my favorite jeans,

and handed me some Army greens.

To be a GI Joe,

with combat gear from head to toe.



They took away my favorite shoes,

and handed me some Army boots.

To be a GI Joe.

Combat Gear from head to toe.



For females:


I used to date a quarterback.

Now I hump it on my back.

Cause I'm a GI Joe

Combat gear from head to toe.



Now I march all day.

Cause I'm told that's the Army way.

Cause I'm a GI Joe.

Combat Gear from head to toe.






Lady In Lace


She's the lady in lace

She makes her living, on her face

She's the lady in lace

She makes her living, on her face

She's a magazine model

And she does it, all the time



She's the lady in black

She makes her living, on her back

She's the lady in black

She makes her living, on her back

She's a car mechanic

And she does it, all the time



She's the lady in red

She makes her living, on her bed

She's the lady in red

She makes her living, on her bed

She's a mattress tester

And she does it, all the time



She's the lady in green

She makes her living, being mean

She's the lady in green

She makes her living, being mean

She's an Army Captain

And she does, all the time



She's the lady in blue

And she'd die for, me and you

She's the lady in blue

And she'd die for, me and you

She's an Air Force Captain

And she do it, any time.







Have Gun Will Travel


Have gun will travel reads the card of a man

A knight without armor in a war torn land

A fighting man for higher in the blowing winds

A soldier of fortune is an airborne ranger. Loud!



See the Commie dressed in red

He's got my bullet in his head

See the commie dressed in black

He's got my k-bar in his back



See that soldier in the sky

Airborne ranger learn to fly

See that soldier on the ground

Lock and load another round








I've got a Rifle



I've got a rifle!

And I've got a pair of boots!

And I've got a Bradley!

Straight from the rocks ate UTES!



(Chorus)

Said Hey La-DE-DA-de!

We likes to party!

Said Hey La-DE-DA-de!

Git-SUM! Git-SUM today!



I've got some binos!

And I've got an OpOrder!

And I've got a rucksack!

Hangin' off my shoulder!



(Chorus)



I've got a 109!

And I've got MRLS!

And I'm gonna Call For Fire!

Gonna make a big old mess!



(Chorus)











Marine Infantry


I was born with an M-16,

my momma didn't want me to be a marine.

the years went by, and was jumping out the sky.

aint going quit till I die.

one year of war is nothing to me.

cause im really mean, and a fighitng marine.

I shot my first rifle in 93'

born and raised to be a marine infantry.







Men At War


Men at war oh or oh or..

Men at war oh or oh or..

When its late at night and your sleepin.

The Marines will be creepin

All arrrrrrrrrrrrrund.

Will be creepin all around, hey!






Old King Cole


Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

a merry old soul was he.

He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Privates three.

Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.



(Chorus)

What merry men are we!

but none so fair that we can compare to the Mechanized Infantry!



Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

a merry old soul was he.

He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Corporals three.

I need a three day pass said the Corporal

Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.



(chorus)



Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

a merry old soul was he.

He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Sergeants three.

Left right left said the Sergeant.

I need a three day pass said the Corporal

Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.



(Chorus)



Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

a merry old soul was he.

He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his El Tee's three.

What do I do now? Said the El Tee.

Left right left said the Sergeant.

I need a three day pass said the Corporal

Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.



(Chorus)



Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

a merry old soul was he.

He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Captains three.

Who's gonna drive my Hummer? Said the Captain

What do I do now? Said the El Tee.

Left right left said the Sergeant.

I need a three day pass said the Corporal

Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.



(Chorus)



Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

a merry old soul was he.

He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Majors three.

I need a bigger desk said the major.

Who's gonna drive my Hummer? Said the Captain

What do I do now? Said the El Tee.

Left right left said the Sergeant.

I need a three day pass said the Corporal

Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.



(Chorus)



Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

a merry old soul was he.

He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Colonels three.

When can I play golf? Said the Colonel.

I need a bigger desk said the major.

Who's gonna drive my Hummer? Said the Captain.

What do I do now? Said the El Tee.

Left right left said the Sergeant.

I need a three day pass said the Corporal

Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.



(Chorus)



Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

a merry old soul was he.

He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Generals three.

Keep those Privates straight! Said the Generals

When can I play golf? Said the Colonel.

I need a bigger desk said the major.

Who's gonna drive my Hummer? Said the Captain.

What do I do now? Said the El Tee.

Left right left said the Sergeant.

I need a three day pass said the Corporal

Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.



(chorus)

(chorus)








On a Bright and Sunny Day


On a bright and sunny day,

Two good friends went out to play.

First they gathered all they're money,

Then they bought a jar of honey.

Then the fat one ate it all,

And he made the small one crawl.

Now the fat ones on the run,

Cause the small one's got a gun.



Yogi Bear is dead.

Boo-Boo shot him in the head.

Yogi Bear is dead.

Boo-Boo pumped him full of lead.



Ranger Rick was on the hill,

He saw Boo-Boo make the kill.

Now the Rangers on the run,

Cause the small ones got a gun.



Ranger Rick is dead.

Boo-Boo shot him in the head.

Ranger Rick is dead,

Boo-Boo pumped him full of lead.






Pump it Up


Pump pump it up,

break break it down.

We are we are we are truckers,

dring trucks for Uncle Sam

Driving trucks the best we can.



Pump pump it up

break break it down.

We are we are foxs

Pumping fuel for Uncle Sam.

Pumping fuel the best we can.





Somewhere There's A Mother


Somewhere there's a mother,

who's cryin' for her son.



For he's an Airborne Ranger,

Whose work is never done.



But don't cha cry him no tears,

He don't need your sympathy.

For he's an Airborne Ranger,

And that's what he chose to be.



Somewhere there's a daughter,

who's cryin' for her dad.



for he's an Airborne Ranger,

and a mighty one at that.



But don't cha cry him no tears,

he don't need your sympathy.

For he's an Airborne Ranger,

and that's what he chose to be.



Somewhere there's a lady,

thats cryin for her man,



for hes an Airborne Ranger,

fighting in a foreign land.



But don't cha cry him no tears,

he don't need your sympathy.

For he's an Airborne Ranger,

and that's what he chose to be.



Along came a letter,

and this is what it said.



We regret to inform you,

but your Airborne Rangers dead.








Sun of a Gun Colombo


In 1492a sailor from New Seli

Was walking around in the streets of Spain.

Selling hot tomalies



(CHORUS)

He said the world was round-o

He said it could be found-o

That hypothetical calculating sun of a gun Columbo



He walked right up to the queen of Spain

To ask for ships and cargo

He said i'll be a son of a gun if i don't bring back Chicago



(CHORUS)





(CHORUS)



The first mate, the first mate

Yes he had a big-un

He wrapped it twice around the mast

And used the rest for rigging.



(CHORUS)



The ships cook, the ships cook

Yes he was a cooking

He slipped a rat into the pot

When no one was a-looking

(CHORUS)







The Prettiest Girl

(sung to the tune of "a yellow bird")

C: The prettiest girl

F: The prettiest girl

C: I ever saw

F: I ever saw

C: was sipping bourbon

F: was sipping bourbon

C: through a straw

F: Through a straw

C: The prettiest girl

F: The prettiest girl

C: I ever saw

F: I ever saw

F: was sipping bourbon (stomp), through a straw.



I walked right up

I sat right down

I ordered up

another round.



I placed my hand

upon her knee

she said GI

your teasing me.



I placed my hand

upon her thigh

she said GI

that's way too high.



I picked her up

I laid her down

her long blond hair

lay all around.



the wedding was

a formal one

her daddy had

a white shotgun.



and now I've got

a mother-in-law

and 14 kids

who call me pa.






V I C T O R Y

V-I-C-T-O-R-Y

Victory, Victory that's our battle cry

9 in the front and 6 to the rear

That's the way we do it here

If I die on the ol' drop zone

Box me up and ship me home

Tell my mom I did my best

Pin my medals upon her chest

Tell my DS I did my best

and that I was buried in the leaning rest.






Viet Nam, Viet Nam


This one was sung to the tune of "Poison Ivy," a 60's pop song.



(Chorus)

Viet Nam,

Viet Nam,

Oh, at night while you're sleepin,

Charlie Cong will come a creepin,

All arouunnd.



The Saigon girls are pretty,

Their hair is long and black.

And if you don't watch it,

They'll knife you in the back,

In Viet Nam.




Yabba Dabba Do!


Yabba Dabba Dabba Do!

Yabba yabba yabba yabba dabba do!

Pebbles and Bam-Bam on a Friday night.

Tried to get to heaven on a paper kite.

Lightning struck. BOOM! And down they fell. Ahhhhhhh!

Instead of going to heaven they went straight to hell!

Dino the dog Wolf! Wolf! was on the bone!

While Fred and Barney rocked the microphone!

I heard a scream! Ahhhhhhh! and a shout! Ahhhhhhh!

It was Mister Slate knockin' Wilma out!

There wasn't very much old Freddy could do!

'Cept holler yabba dabba dabba dabba do!