Dunno if this'll help.. mosta my stuff's Airborne. You know, real men. Not Squid, Swabbie, or Chair Force.
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.
the moral of
the story is clear
instead of burbon
stick to beer
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Up in the morning and out of the rack
Awakened by a mortar attack
Grab my rifle and out through the back
So early in the morning
Hey Ho Lock and load
Pick up our rifles, we’re ready to roll
We are always ready to go
So early in the Morning
Grab my ruck and out the door
Captain says we’re goin to war
Head to the fight at quarter to 4
So early in the morning
Hey Ho lock and load
Pick up our rifles, we’re ready to roll
We are always ready to go
So early in the Morning
Paratroopers in the sky
All will jump, and some will die
But we will fight on, by and by
So early in the morning
Hey Ho Lock and Load
Pick up our rifles, we’re ready to roll
We are always ready to go
So early in the Morning
Back at home a young wife waits
Her paratrooper’s runnin late
But coming home was not his fate
So early in the Morning
Hey Ho Lock and Load
Pick up our rifles, we’re ready to roll
We are always ready to go
So early in the Morning
Back at home a mother cries
Her paratrooper should not have died
She looks to the Lord and asks him why
So early in the morning
Hey Ho Lock and Load
Pick up our rifles, we’re ready to roll
We are always on the go
So early in the Morning
Deep in h**l the Devil waits
The paratrooper’s runnin late
He meets him with a grin on his face
So early in the Mornin
Hey Ho Lock and Load
Pick up our rifles, we’re ready to roll
We are always on the go
So early in the Morning
In the Rear, back at the base
I contemplate the human Race
With mud on my hands and blood on my face
So early in the Morning
Hey Ho Lock and Load
Pick up our rifles, we’re ready to roll
We are always ready to go
So early in the Morning
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Two old ladies were lyin in bed.
One turned over to the other and said.
I wanna be an Airborne Ranger!
Live that life of blood and danger.
Airborne Ranger.
Blood and danger.
I wanna be a paramedic.
Pump that funky anesthetic.
Paramedic.
anesthetic.
I wanna be a mountain climber.
Climb those mountains higher and higher.
Mountain climber.
Higher and higher.
I wanna be a scuba diver.
Jump right in that muddy water.
Scuba diver.
Muddy water.
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Saw an old lady walkin down the street.
She had a ruck on her back and jump boots on her feet.
I said hey old lady where you goin' to?
She said US Army Ranger school.
I said hey old lady now ain't ya been told,
Ranger school's for the brave and the bold.
She said hey young man, I'll do just fine.
I maxed my test and I'm ninety-nine!
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Two old ladies were layin' in bed,
one rolled over to the other and said,
I wanna be an Airborne Ranger,
I wanna live a life of danger!
I wanna go to Viet Nam,
just to hunt the viet Cong!
When I get to heaven
Saint Peter's gonna say
How'd you earn your livin boy?
how'd you earn your pay?
And I'd reply
with a whole lotta anger.
Earned my livin as an Airborne Ranger
Blood, guts, sex, and danger,
That's the life of an Airborne Ranger.
When I get to Hell,
The devil's gonna say
How'd you earn your livin boy?
How'd you earn your pay?
And I'd reply as I clenched my knife
get outta my way before I take your life.
Blood, guts, sex, and danger,
That's the life of an Airborne Ranger.
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If I die in a combat zone,
Box me up and ship me home.
Build my coufin 4 feet wide,
Ground me to the inspection side.
If I die in the Spanish Moors
Bury me deep with a case of Coors
If I die in Korean mud
Bury me deep with a case of Bud
If I die in a firefight
Bury me deep with a case of Lite
If I die in a German Blitz
Bury me deep with a case of Schlitz
If I die don't bring me back
Bury me with a case of Jack
Pin my medals upon my chest,
Tell my mom I did my best.
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A little mouse
with little feet
Was perched upon
my toilet seat
I pushed him in
I flushed him down
I watched him spin
'round and 'round
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Our Mainstay. (Sung to the tune of The Battle Hymn of the Republic)
He was just a cherry trooper and he surely shook with fright
as he checked all his equipment and made sure his pack was tight
He had to sit and listen to the awful engines roar,
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
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.
"Is everybody happy?" cried the Sergeant, 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:
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 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:
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.
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:
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.
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:
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.
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:
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 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 ‘round in the welter of his gore.
He ain’t gonna jump no more.
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.
There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the chute;
Intestines were a-dangling from this paratrooper’s 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
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
He ain’t gonna jump no more
