Marching Cadences

Here We Go Again (M)

Here we go again.

Same old stuff again.

Marching down the avenue.

2 more days and we’ll be through.

I’ll be glad and so will you.

I won’t have to look at you.

And you won’t get to look at me.

Pretty, pretty me.

Am I right or wrong?

(element): You’re right!

Are we weak or strong?

(element): We’re strong!

Sound off.

(element): One, two

Sound off.

(element): Three, four

Bring it on down.

(element): One, two, three, four - one, two - three, four !

We like it here!

We love it here!

We finally found a home

A home away from home—Hooah!

Delay Cadence (M)

Count Cadence, delay cadence, count cadence count!

(element): One!

ROTC

(element): Two!

Better do your best.

(element): Three!

Or you’ll find yourself.

(element): Four!

In the leaning-rest.

(element): One!

Hit it!

(element): Two!

Hit it!.

(element): Three!

Hit it!

(element): Four!

Hit it!

(element): One, Two, Three Four!

What the hell we counting four?

We like it here!

We love it here!

We finally found a home

A home away from home—Hooah!

Ugly Cadence (M)

Count Cadence, ugly cadence, count cadence count!

(element): U!

For your 1SG

(element): G!

For the XO too.

(element): L!

For the Commander.

(element): Y!

Cuz he’s ugly too.

(element): U!

Hit it!

(element): G!

Hit it!.

(element): L!

Hit it!

(element): Y!

Hit it!

(element): U, G, L, Y!

You ain’t got no alibi!

You’re Ugly !

You’re Ugly !

Your Mama says your Ugly !

Daaaaaaaaaa…………m !

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa (M)

Whoa, oh oh oh!

Whoa, oh oh oh oh

Whoa, oh oh oh!

Whoa, oh oh oh oh

-or -

Whoa, oh oh oh!

Whoa, oh oh oh oh

Whoa, oh oh oh!

Whoa, oh I gotta go

Your left your right your left your right!

Your left your right your out-a-sight.

Dress it right and cover down!

40 inches all around.

9 to the front and 6 to the rear!

That’s the way we do it here.

Momma momma can’t you see!

What this Army’s done to me.

They put me in a barber chair!

Spun me round I had no hair.

Cut my hair and shaved my beard!

Now I’m lookin mighty weird.

They took away my faded jeans!

Now I’m wearing Army Green.

I used to drive a Cadillac!

Now I hump it on my back.

I used to drive a Chevrolet!

Now I’m marching all the way.

I used to be a High school stud!

Now I’m marching in the mud.

I used to date a Beauty Queen!

Now I carry an M16.

I used to be a Surfer Dude!

Used to ride some gnarly tubes

Riding waves every day.

Till they took my board away

Ain’t no use in lookin back!

Jody’s got your Cadillac.

Ain’t no use in feeling blue!

Jody’s got your girlfriend too.

Ain’t no use in calling home!

Jody’s got your girl & gone.

Ain’t no use in lookin down!

Ain’t no discharge on the ground.

Colonel Colonel can’t you see!

All this marching’s killing me.

Misery oh misery!

That’s what this Army is to me.

Standing tall and looking good!

We ought-a be in Hollywood.

Hold your head and hold it high!

Charlie Company marching by.

They Say that in the Army (M)

They say that in the Army the chicken is mighty fine.

One jumped off the table and started markin time.

Oh Mom, I wanna go.

But they won’t let me go.

Ho…o…o…o…o…o…o…o….om Hey!

(Refrain)

They say that in the Army the coffee’s mighty fine.

Looks like muddy water and taste like turpentine.

(Refrain)

They say that in the Army the biscuits are mighty fine.

One rolled off the table and killed a friend of mine.

(Refrain)

They say that in the Army the pancakes are mighty fine.

You can try to chew them, you’re only wasting time.

(Refrain)

They say that in the Army the meat is mighty fine.

Last night we had ten puppies, this morning only nine.

(Refrain)

They say that in the Army the boots are mighty fine.

You ask for size 11, they give you number nine.

(Refrain)

They say that in the Army the pay is mighty fine.

They give you a hundred dollars and take back ninety-nine.

(Refrain)

They say that in the Army the hours are just right.

Start early in the morning and work on through the night.

(Refrain)

They say that in the Army the beds are mighty fine.

How the heck would I know, I never sleep in mine.

(Refrain)

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

They look like Freddie Kruger and dance like Frankenstein.

You Get a Line (M)

You get a line and I'll get a pole,

(element) honey, honey

You get a line and I'll get a pole

(element) babe, babe

You get a line I'll get a pole, we'll go down to the crawdad hole, honey oh babe be mine.

(element) Go to your left your right your left, go to your left your right your left.

I had a girl who lived on a creek

(element) honey, honey

I had a girl who lived on a creek

(element) babe, babe

I had a girl who lived on a creek, she was cute and she was sweet honey oh babe be mine.

(element) Go to your left your right your left, go to your left your right your left.

I had a girl looked good in blue

(element) honey, honey

I had a girl looked good in blue

(element) babe, babe

I had a girl looked good in blue, she would make a fool of you, honey oh babe be mine.

(element) Go to your left your right your left, go to your left your right your left.

Dress it right and cover down etc….

Nine to the front and six to the rear etc….

Standing tall and lookin good etc….

Hold your head and hold it high etc….

Yellow Bird (M)

A yellow bird

With a yellow bill

Was sittin on

My windowsill

I lured him in

With crumbs of bread

And then I smashed his little head

I called the doctor

The doctor said

My dear good friend,

Your bird is dead

A bigger bird

With a bigger bill

Was sitting on

My windowsill

I lured him in

With bigger bread

And then I smashed his bigger head

I called the doctor

The doctor said

My dear good friend,

Your bird is dead

A Little Fish (R)

A little fish

With golden fins

Flipped and flapped

In my frying pan

I lit the burner

Turned up the heat

And cooked him like a piece of meat

Let E’m Blow (M)

Let em blow, let em blow

Let the four winds blow

From the east to the west

ROTC is the best

Look at me, look at me

Gonna be all I can be

From the east to the west

ROTC is the best

Who are we, who are we

We’re the best you’ll ever see

From the east to the west

ROTC is the best

Dress it right and cover down etc….

Nine to the front and six to the rear etc….

Standing tall and lookin good etc….

Hold your head and hold it high etc….

Tiny Bubbles (M)

Tiny bubbles

In my beer

Makes me happy

And full of cheer

chorus

your left your left

your left right left

your left your left

your military left

Tiny bubbles

In my wine

Makes me happy

All the time

chorus

Tiny bubbles

In my coke

Makes me happy

Makes me wanna choke

chorus

Tiny bubbles

In my milk

Makes me happy

Makes me wanna puke

Columbo (M)

In fourteen-hundred and ninety-two,

a begger bound for college.

Was walking through the streets of Spain,

sellin hot tamales.

He said the world was round-----o!

He said it could be found-----o.

That hypothetical, navigatin, son-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.

He said the world was round-----o!

He said it could be found-----o.

That hypothetical, navigatin, son-of-a-gun Columbo.

Said Isabel to Ferdinand,

his plan sounds mighty hazy.

Said Ferdinand to Isabel,

I think the sucker’s crazy.

He said the world was round-----o!

He said it could be found-----o.

That hypothetical, navigatin, son-of-a-gun Columbo.

Jody Boy (M)

Oh Jodie Boy,

Rough, tough Jodie Boy.

Jodie Boy’s a real cool cat,

Jodie drives my Cadillac.

Oh Jodie boy,

Rough, tough Jodie boy.

Jodie Boy he’s no fool,

Jodie’s got my girlfriend too.

Oh Jodie boy,

Rough, tough Jodie boy.

If Jodie Boy’s five foot tall,

I’ll be using a two by four.

Oh Jodie boy,

Rough, tough Jodie boy.

If Jodie Boy’s six foot tall,

I’ll be using a forty-four.

Oh Jodie boy,

Rough, tough Jodie boy.

If Jodie Boy’s seven foot tall,

I won’t be messin with Jodie at all.

Oh Jodie boy,

Rough, tough Jodie boy.

Hail O Infantry (M)

Chorus

Hail O’ Hail O’ Infantry

Queen of battle follow me

An airborne rangers life for me

O’ nothing in this world is free

Up in the morning, outta the rack

Greeted at dawn with an early attack

First Sergeant rushes me off to chow

But I don’t need it anyhow

Chorus

From a big bird in the sky

All will jump and some will die

Off to battle we will go

To live or die, hell I don’t know

Chorus

Early at night its drizzilin’ rain

I am hit and feel no pain

But in my heart I have no fear

Because my ranger God is near

Chorus

The mortars and artillery

The screamin bursts surroundin me

Jagged shrapnel on the fly

Kills my buddy, makes me cry

Chorus

I’ll Never be in the Infantry (M)

(Refrain)

Oh I’ll never be in the Infantry

The Queen of battle’s not for me

A chairborne pogue is all I’ll be

Oh staff work is just fine with me

Up in the morning, out of bed

Do some stretches, hit the head

Drink some coffee, settle down

There’s nothing like Columbian grounds

(Refrain)

From my big desk I can see

Typed reports and spilled coffee

Off to meetings I will go

Can I stay awake? Hell I don’t know

(Refrain)

Early at night is drizzling rain

I slipped in the mud, I get a strain

A Purple Heart they gave to me

Oh what can I do for a D.S.C.

(Refrain)

The Armor and Artillery

Are things I hear but never see

They frighten me – make too much noise

I’m scared of big ole Army Toys

(Refrain)

Steam Roller Baby (M)

I’m a steam roller baby,

Just rollin down the line

I’m a steam roller baby,

Just rollin down the line

So ya better get outta my way now,

before I roll all over you

With just a little

(Element) Whooo

A little

(Element) Hey

A Little rock n roll

(element) With just a little

Whooo

(element) A little

Hey

(Element) A Little rock n roll

With the kind that

(Element) Whooo

Kind that

(Element) Hey

Kind that sooths the soul

So you better get outta my way now

Before I roll all over you.

I’m an airborne trooper

Just jumpin down the line etc….

I’m an airassult trooper

Just slidin down the line etc….

I’m a jackhammer

Just hammerin down the line etc….

I’m a dump truck

Just dumpin down the line etc….

I’m a Donald Trump trooper

Just Trumpin down the line etc….

Oley Anna (M)

Chorus

Oley Anna, Oley, Oley Anna

Oley, Oley, Oley, Oley, Oley, Oley Anna

Dress it right and cover down

(element) Oley, Oley Anna

Forty inches all around

Oley, Oley Anna

Chorus

I got a girl out in the East

(element) Oley, Oley Anna

She’s the one I like the least

Oley, Oley Anna

Chorus

Nine to the front and six to the rear

(element) Oley, Oley Anna

That’s the way we do it here

Oley, Oley Anna

Chorus

Standing tall and lookin good

(element) Oley, Oley Anna

We outta be in Hollywood

Oley, Oley Anna

Chorus

I got a girl up in the North

(element) Oley, Oley Anna

She’s the one I don’t report

Oley, Oley Anna

Chorus

Hold your head and hold it high

(element) Oley, Oley Anna

Delta Company marching by

Oley, Oley Anna

Chorus

I got a girl down in the South

(element) Oley, Oley Anna

She’s the one I sing about

Oley, Oley Anna

Chorus

I got a girl out in the West

(element) Oley, Oley Anna

She’s the one I like the best

Oley, Oley Anna

Chorus

A Long Long Time Ago (M)

A long long time ago.

I heard it on the radio.

Sound so good to me.

US Army Infantry.

Refrain:

Your Left

(element): Right

Your Left

(element): Right

Your Left

(element): Right, Alpha!

Your Left

(element): Right

Your Left

(element): Right

Your Left

(element): Right, Alpha!

Mama, Mama don’t you cry.

I gotta go and catch my ride.

So I can do my Army thing.

Join Uncle Sam at 17.

Refrain:

Daddy, Daddy don’t you fuss.

I gotta go and catch that bus.

So I can do my Army thing.

A long long time ago.

I heard it on the radio.

Sound so good to me.

US Army Calvary.

One man’s Infantry.

Refrain:

Mama, Mama, don you cry.

Your baby boy ain’t gonna die.

They taught me how to be a man.

And I will do the best I can.

Refrain:

Daddy, Daddy don’t complain.

In gotta go and catch that plane.

So I can do my Army thing.

A combat jump at just 18.

Refrain:

A long, long, long, long, long, long, time ago.

I heard it on the radio.

Sound so good to me.

US Army Infantry.

US Army Calvary.

One man’s Infantry.

This is where I wanna be

The Army is the life for me.

Refrain:

Get Deployed at 17.

Refrain:

Captain Jack (M)

Hey, hey Captain Jack

Meet me down by the railroad track

With my rifle in my hand

I’m gonna be a fightin’ man

I’m gonna fight whenever I can

Chorus

Up on your left

Up on your left, your right

Your left right

With my mess kit in my hand

I’m gonna be an eatin’ man….

With my canteen in my hand

I’m gonna be a drinkin’ man….

With my running shoes in my hand

I’m gonna be a runnin’ man….

With my test books in my hand

I’m gonna be a studyin’ man….

With my car keys in my hand

I’m gonna be a drivin’ man….

With my best girl in my hand

I’m gonna be a dancin’ man….

With my pillow in my hand

I’m gonna be a sleepin’ man….

Everywhere We Go (M)

Every where we go

People wanna’ know

Who we are

So we tell them

We are Alpha

Mighty, mighty Alpha

We’re not Bravo,

Awful, awful Bravo.

We’re not Charlie,

Chicken, chicken Charlie.

We’re not Delta,

Dud, dud Delta

We’re not Echo,

Icky, icky Echo.

Sha Na Na Na (M)

Sha na na na, sha na na na, hey, hey going home

No more Colonel, no more Colonel, hey, hey going home

No more Sergeant Scott, no more Sergeant Scott, hey, hey going home

Sha na na na, sha na na na, hey, hey going home

No more MREs, I want my Mickey Ds hey, hey going home

No more formations, I want my play station, hey, hey going home

Sha na na na, sha na na na, hey, hey going home

No more PT tests, that stuff hurts muy chest , hey, hey going home

No more First Sergeant, no more First Sergeant, hey, hey going home

Sha na na na, sha na na na, hey, hey going home

We Are, We Are (M)

We are Delta Company.

And we like to party.

P-A-R-T-Y

Party hearty all night long.

Party hearty going strong.

(Refrain)

Your left

(element):Right

Your left

element):Right

Your left

(element):Right, get on down.

Your left

(element):Right

Your left

element):Right

Your left

(element):Right, get on down.

Now drop and beat your face.

Delta Co’s gonna rock this place.

Boom!, check it out, check it out.

Boom!, check it out, check it out.

We are Delta Company.

And we like to do PT.

Push-ups, sit-ups!

Push-ups, sit-ups, two mile run.

Doing PT just for fun.

(Refrain)

We are Delta Company.

And we like to Booga - Loo

Booogaaa - Looooo!

Booga - Loo all night long.

Booga – Loo going strong.

(Refrain)

We are Delta Company.

And we like to body slam.

B-O-D-Y Slam!

Body Slamming all night long.

Body Slamming going strong.

(Refrain)

We are Delta Company.

And we like to Bar-B -Q

B-A-R-B- Q!

Smoken ribs all night long.

Chowin Bar-B -Q going strong.

(Refrain)

When You Left (M)

The 1SG drives in a jeep

(element) You’re Right!

The XO drives in a truck

(element) You’re Right!

The Commander drives in a limousine and you’re just out-a luck

(element) You’re Right!

Your mama was home when you left

(element) You’re Right!

Your daddy was home when you left

(element) You’re Right!

Your sister was home when you left

(element) You’re Right!

Your brother was home when you left

(element) You’re Right!

Your aunt was home when you left

(element) You’re Right!

Your uncle was home when you left

(element) You’re Right!

Your grandma was home when you left

(element) You’re Right!

Your grandpa was home when you left

(element) You’re Right!

The cat, the dog, the chicken the hog they all were home when you left

(element) You’re Right!

The police were home when you left

(element) You’re Right!

And that’s the reason you left

(element) You’re Right!

The only reason you left!

(element) You’re Right!

Your left your left

Your left right left

Your military left

Your left your right now pick –up the step, your left your right your left.

Tiny bubbles etc…..

My Way or the Highway (M)

Just the other day I heard the Colonel say.

If you’re gunna be Lobos, you gotta do it my way.

(Refrain)

My way or the Highway.

My way or the Highway!

My way’s the right way, your way’s the wrong way.

My Way’s the right way, cuz my way’s the Army way.

Just the other day I heard the 1SG say.

If you’re gunna do PT, you gotta do it my way.

(Refrain)

Just the other day I heard the XO say.

If you’re gunna be LET 1s, you gotta do it my way.

(Refrain)

Just the other day I heard the CO say.

If you’re gunna be Bravo, you gotta do it my way.

(Refrain)

Just the other day I heard Sergeant Scott say.

If you’re gunna be soldiers, you gotta do it my way.

(Refrain)

Just the other day I heard the Colonel say.

If you’re gunna have a Bar-B-Q, you gotta do it my way.

(Refrain)

Blood on the Risers (M)

(CHORUS)

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

He ain’t gonna jump no more

He was just a cherry trooper and he surely shook with fright

as he checked all his equipment and made sure his chute was tight

He had to sit and listen to the awful engines roar,

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

(CHORUS)

Is everybody happy?”cried the Sergeant, looking up.

The trooper feebly answered “eyes,” and then they stood him up.

He jumped 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 chute 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’d lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind;

He thought about the girl back home, the one he’d left behind;

He thought about the medics and wondered what they’ed 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 splat, his blood went spurting high;

His comrades were then heard to say, “A helluve way to die”;

He lay there rolling around in the welter of his gore.

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

(CHORUS)

There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the chute;

Intestines were a-dangling from this paratrooper’s boots;

He was a mess, they picked him up, and poured him from his boots.

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

(CHORUS)

A week went by while mother cried, they shipped the trooper home;

The pastor said a final word “a helluva way to go”.

The Sergeant took his airborne wings and laid them on his grave.

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

(CHORUS)

I Don’t Know Why I Left (M)

I don’t know why I left

But I must have been wrong

And it won’t be long

Till I get on back home.

I got a letter in the mail

Fight for Sam or go to jail

And it won’t be long

Till I get on back home.

(Refrain)

Back home, back home

Back home where I belong

And it won’t be long

Till I… till I… till I get on back home

They put me in a barber chair

spun me round I had no hair

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

They took away my faded jeans

now I wearing Army green

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

(Refrain)

I used to drive a Cadillac

now I ruck it on my back

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

I used to drive a Chevrolet

now I marching all the way

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

(Refrain)

I used to be a surfer dude

I used to ride some gnarly tubes

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

I used to be a high school stud

now I’m marching in the mud

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

I used to date a beauty queen

now I carry an M-16

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

(Refrain)

There ain’t no use in looking back

Jody’s got your Cadillac

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

There ain’t no use in feeling blue

Jody’s got your girlfriend too

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

(Refrain)

There ain’t no use in looking down

there ain’t no discharge on the ground

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

1SG you’re so mean

it’s pretty clear you don’t like me

and I don’t belong

so let me get on back home.

(Refrain)

Mama Mama can’t you see

what this Army is to me

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

Misery oh misery

that’s what this Army is to me

and it won’t be long

till I get on back home.

(Refrain)

There’s a Drill Sergeant (M)

Everywhere I go

There’s a Drill Sergeant there

Everywhere I go

There’s a Drill Sergeant there

(Refrain)

Drill Sergeant

Drill Sergeant

Why don’t you leave me alone

Why don’t you let me go home

When I wake up

There’s a Drill Sergeant there (x2)

(Refrain)

When I do PT

There’s a Drill Sergeant there (x2)

(Refrain)

When I go to chow

There’s a Drill Sergeant there (x2)

(Refrain)

When I brush my teeth

There’s a Drill Sergeant there (x2)

(Refrain)

When I go to train

There’s a Drill Sergeant there (x2)

(Refrain)

When I go downtown

There’s a Drill Sergeant there (x2)

(Refrain)

When I go to bead

There’s a Drill Sergeant there (x2)

(Refrain)

When I start to dream

There’s a Drill Sergeant there (x2)

(Refrain)

Hey, Hey Sweet Thing (M)

Chorus

Hey, hey sweet thing,

how do you do?

Do you remember me babe,

the way that I remember you?

We used to go to school,

my favorite subject was you.

The only “A” that I made,

was on the homework you gave.

Chorus

You used to live over there,

across the railroad tracks.

When it began to rain,

you used to call my name.

Chorus

We used to meet by the lake,

you made my poor heart ache.

And in the ole moonlight,

you used to hole me tight.

Chorus

We used to sit by the stream,

and how we’d always dream.

And when we would dream,

theirs’s a Drill Sergeant there.

Drill Sergeant

Drill Sergeant

Why don’t you leave me alone

Why don’t you let me go home

My Girl’s a Pretty Girl (M)

Chorus

My girl’s a pretty girl,

she is a city girl,

and I’d buy her anything

to keep her in style.

She has a head of hair,

just like a grizzly bear

and I’d buy her anything

to keep her in style.

She has a pair of eyes

just like two pizza pies

and I’d buy her anything

to keep her in style.

Chorus

She has a long long nose,

just like a garden hose

and I’d buy her anything

to keep her in style.

She has a pair of hips,

just like a battle ship

and I’d buy her anything

to keep her in style.

She has a pair of knees,

their as knobby as can be

and I’d buy her anything

to keep her in style.

Chorus

She has a pair of legs,

Made for the Everglades

and I’d buy her anything

to keep her in style.

She has a pair of feet,

just like a parakeet

and I’d buy her anything

to keep her in style.

Chorus

She has a pointed chin,

just like a safety pin

and I’d buy her anything

to keep her in style.

Chorus

Some Say Freedom is Free (M)

Some say freedom is free,

but I tend to disagree.

I say freedom is won,

through the barrel of a gun.

Had a brother in Iraq,

but he didn't come back.

I ask why oh why,

do soldiers gotta die.

Some say freedom is free,

but I tend to disagree.

I say freedom is won,

through the blood of someone’s son.

My daddy fraught in Vietnam,

he was killed at Kason.

I ask why oh why,

do soldiers gotta die.

Some say freedom is free,

but I tend to disagree.

I say freedom is won,

My granddad fought in World War II gave his life for me and you.

I ask why oh why,

do soldiers gotta die.

Some say freedom is free,

but I tend to disagree.

I say freedom is won,

through the blood of someone’s son.

Got a daughter deployed this day,

She serves in harm’s way.

Lord I pray, Lord I pray,

She’ll come home safe one day.

Some say freedom is free,

but I tend to disagree.

I say freedom is won,

through the barrel of a gun.

through the blood of someone’s son.

V-I-C-T-O-R-Y (M)

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

Victory, Victory that’s our battle cry.

S-O-L-D-I-E-R

Soldiers, Soldiers that’s who we are.

C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

For duty, honor country I’d give my life.

F-R-E-E-D-O-M

Freedom, freedom that’s what we win

C-130 rollin down the strip.

Airborne Ranger on a one-way trip.

Mission uncertain, destination unknown.

We don’t know if we’re ever coming home.

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

Victory, Victory that’s our battle cry.

Stand-up, hook-up, shuffle to the door.

Jump right out and count to four.

If my main don’t open wide.

I got a reserve by my side.

If that one should fail me too.

Look out ground I’m a commin through.

S-O-L-D-I-E-R

Soldiers, Soldiers that’s who we are.

If I die in a combat zone.

Box me up and ship me home.

Pin my wings upon my chest.

Tell my mama I done my best.

C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

For duty, honor country I’d give my life.

F-R-E-E-D-O-M

Freedom, freedom that’s what we win

Old King Cole (M)

Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

and a merry old soul was he.

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

Cheer! Cheer! Cheer! said the Privates.

(Chorus)

What merry men are we!

But none so fair as can compare to Army ROTC!

Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

and 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 want a three day pass said the Corporals.

Cheer! Cheer! Cheer! said the Privates.

(chorus)

Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

and 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 Sergeants.

I want a three day pass said the Corporals.

Cheer! Cheer! Cheer! said the Privates.

(Chorus)

Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

and a merry old soul was he.

He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his LT’s three.

What do I do now said the LT’s.

Left right left said the Sergeants.

I want a three day pass said the Corporals.

Cheer! Cheer! Cheer! said the Privates.

(Chorus)

Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

and 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 Jeep said the Captains.

What do I do now said the LT’s.

Left right left said the Sergeants.

I want a three day pass said the Corporals.

Cheer! Cheer! Cheer! said the Privates.

(Chorus)

Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

and 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 want a bigger desk said the majors.

Who's gonna drive my Jeep said the Captains.

What do I do now said the LT’s.

Left right left said the Sergeants.

I want a three day pass said the Corporals.

Cheer! Cheer! Cheer! said the Privates.

(Chorus)

Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

and 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 Colonels.

I want a bigger desk said the Majors.

Who's gonna drive my Jeep said the Captains.

What do I do now said the LT’s.

Left right left said the Sergeants.

I want a three day pass said the Corporals.

Cheer! Cheer! Cheer! said the Privates.

(Chorus)

Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

and a merry old soul was he.

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

I want another star said the Generals.

When can I play golf said the Colonels.

I want a bigger desk said the Majors.

Who's gonna drive my Jeep said the Captains.

What do I do now said the LT’s.

Left right left said the Sergeants.

I want a three day pass said the Corporals.

Cheer! Cheer! Cheer! said the Privates.

(Chorus)

Yellow Ribbon (M)

Around her hair she wore a yellow ribbon

She wore it in the spring time and in the month of May

And if you asked her why the heck she wore it

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

Far away

Far away

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

Around the block she pushed a baby carriage

She pushed it in the spring time and in the month of May

And if you asked her why the heck she pushed it

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

Far away

Far away

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

Behind the door, her daddy kept a shotgun

He kept it in the spring time and in the month of May

And if you asked him why the heck he kept it

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

Far away

Far away

He kept it for her soldier who was far, far away

At the church the preacher kept a license

He kept it in the spring time and in the month of May

And if you asked him why the heck he kept it

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

Far away

Far away

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

At his grave she laid a wreath of flowers

She laid them in the spring time and in the month of May

And if you asked her why the heck she laid them

She laid them for that soldier her daddy blew away

Blew away

Blew away

She laid them for that soldier, her daddy blew away