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Hey Marine
Hey Marine Have You Heard
L B J Done Passed The Word
You Go-na Cross That Big OL-Pond
Go-na Fight The Vet Cong.
Hup 2 3 4
3 4
Hey Marine Have You Heard
Commandant Done Passed The Word
You Go-na Cross The Ocean Blue
Kill The Cong Before He Kills You
Hup 2 3 4
3 4 !
L B J Done Passed The Word
You Go-na Cross That Big OL-Pond
Go-na Fight The Vet Cong.
Hup 2 3 4
3 4
Hey Marine Have You Heard
Commandant Done Passed The Word
You Go-na Cross The Ocean Blue
Kill The Cong Before He Kills You
Hup 2 3 4
3 4 !
- Walter Sheppard
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Another Marine
We come from San Diego
The land that god forgot
The mountains high the rivers dry
the sun was blazing hot
We pealed a million onions
And twice as many spuds
The Germans called us Devil Dogs
The name is plain Marine
When we get to heaven
Saint Peter we will tell
Another Marine reporting sir
I've served my time in Hell
And when we get to heaven
Saint Peter I will tell
Another Marine reporting sir
I've served my time in hell
Marine, Marine, Marine
The land that god forgot
The mountains high the rivers dry
the sun was blazing hot
We pealed a million onions
And twice as many spuds
The Germans called us Devil Dogs
The name is plain Marine
When we get to heaven
Saint Peter we will tell
Another Marine reporting sir
I've served my time in Hell
And when we get to heaven
Saint Peter I will tell
Another Marine reporting sir
I've served my time in hell
Marine, Marine, Marine
- Don Swinton
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When I Get to Heaven
When I get to Heaven, St. Peter's gonna say
how'd you earn your liven boy, how'd you earn your pay
And I'll reply with a whole lotta anger
I earned my liven as an Airborne Ranger
blood, guts, sex and danger.
That's the life of an Airborne Ranger
When I get to hell, that Satan's gonna say
How'd you earn your liven boy, how'd you earn you pay
And I'll reply with my fist in his face
I earned my liven putting souls to waste
That's the life of an Airborne Ranger
Get some. Gotta Have It.
A One, Two, Three, Four
That's my life and I want some more
Airborne
Ranger
how'd you earn your liven boy, how'd you earn your pay
And I'll reply with a whole lotta anger
I earned my liven as an Airborne Ranger
blood, guts, sex and danger.
That's the life of an Airborne Ranger
When I get to hell, that Satan's gonna say
How'd you earn your liven boy, how'd you earn you pay
And I'll reply with my fist in his face
I earned my liven putting souls to waste
That's the life of an Airborne Ranger
Get some. Gotta Have It.
A One, Two, Three, Four
That's my life and I want some more
Airborne
Ranger
- Kris Arnold
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Infantry
Soldier of soldiers
so all alone.
Across the wide ocean,
so far from home.
Oh soldier of soldiers, what do you see?
A VC sniper, sighting in on me.
Oh soldier of soldiers, what you gonna do?
You kill him first, before he kills you
Oh soldier of soldiers, who are we?
The pride of the Army, THE INFANTRY!
so all alone.
Across the wide ocean,
so far from home.
Oh soldier of soldiers, what do you see?
A VC sniper, sighting in on me.
Oh soldier of soldiers, what you gonna do?
You kill him first, before he kills you
Oh soldier of soldiers, who are we?
The pride of the Army, THE INFANTRY!
- Robert Girard
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Jodie
Your mother was there when you left, your right.
Your sister was there when you left, your right.
Your wife was there when you left, your right.
Jodie was there when you left, your right.
Count off, 1, 2, 3 4!
Your sister was there when you left, your right.
Your wife was there when you left, your right.
Jodie was there when you left, your right.
Count off, 1, 2, 3 4!
- Guy Jones
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Airborne Ranger
Mama and papa were laying in bed
Papa rolled over this is what he said
I wanna live a life of danger
I wanna be an airborne ranger
C-130 on the taxiway
Airborne ranger gonna jump today
Hustle-up shuffle-up open the door
We're gonna jump on the count of four
If my chute don't open wide
I've got another one by my side
If that one should fail me too
Watch your ass I'm coming through
I'll splatter far I'll splatter wide
I'll splatter all over the country side
And when I get to heaven
St Peter he will say
How'd you like your living,
How'd you earn your pay,
Then I'd reply with a little bit of anger
I lived my life as an airborne ranger.
Sound off
1, 2
I can't hear you
3, 4
Turn it around and bring it on down now
4, 3, 2, 1
4 3, 2 1 Hoorah !
Papa rolled over this is what he said
I wanna live a life of danger
I wanna be an airborne ranger
C-130 on the taxiway
Airborne ranger gonna jump today
Hustle-up shuffle-up open the door
We're gonna jump on the count of four
If my chute don't open wide
I've got another one by my side
If that one should fail me too
Watch your ass I'm coming through
I'll splatter far I'll splatter wide
I'll splatter all over the country side
And when I get to heaven
St Peter he will say
How'd you like your living,
How'd you earn your pay,
Then I'd reply with a little bit of anger
I lived my life as an airborne ranger.
Sound off
1, 2
I can't hear you
3, 4
Turn it around and bring it on down now
4, 3, 2, 1
4 3, 2 1 Hoorah !
- Shaun
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Marine Corps
After each line platoon sounds off with Marine Corps
Back in 1775
My Marine Corp came alive
First they wore the color red
to show the world the blood they shed
Next there came the color blue
to show they world that they are true
Then there was the color gold
to show the world that they are bold
Now they're wearing diggie greens
to show the world that they are mean
Urahh
Semper Fi
Motivated
Dedicated
Gung ho !
Back in 1775
My Marine Corp came alive
First they wore the color red
to show the world the blood they shed
Next there came the color blue
to show they world that they are true
Then there was the color gold
to show the world that they are bold
Now they're wearing diggie greens
to show the world that they are mean
Urahh
Semper Fi
Motivated
Dedicated
Gung ho !
- Sheriff
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Dry your tears
On these yellow boots I stand
As I learn to be a man...
Momma don't you cry no more
I've joined the U. S. Marine Corps
Thirteen weeks is not that long
To make a man grow big and strong
Cammies, Blues and BDU's
Spit shine on my new dress shoes
We will train from dusk till dawn
13 weeks is not that long
Tell you momma dry your tears
This recruit will calm your fears
Our leadership is strong today
God bless the good ole U S A
Over here or over there
Our training/skills we are aware
Eagle, Globe, and Anchor too
Our days spent here will soon be few
On grad day we'll sing this song
You'll see me now all grown and strong
Tell you momma dry your tears
This MARINE will calm your fears
OOHRAHH!
As I learn to be a man...
Momma don't you cry no more
I've joined the U. S. Marine Corps
Thirteen weeks is not that long
To make a man grow big and strong
Cammies, Blues and BDU's
Spit shine on my new dress shoes
We will train from dusk till dawn
13 weeks is not that long
Tell you momma dry your tears
This recruit will calm your fears
Our leadership is strong today
God bless the good ole U S A
Over here or over there
Our training/skills we are aware
Eagle, Globe, and Anchor too
Our days spent here will soon be few
On grad day we'll sing this song
You'll see me now all grown and strong
Tell you momma dry your tears
This MARINE will calm your fears
OOHRAHH!
- Radtec
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She Wore a Yellow Ribbon
Around her neck She wore a yellow ribbon,
She wore it in the springtime And in the month of May.
And if you asked her Why the heck she wore it,
She'd say It's for my young Soldier Who is far, far away.
Far away!
Far away!
She wore it for her Soldier so far, far away.
Around the block she pushed a baby carriage
She pushed it in the springtime And in the month of May.
And if you asked her Why the heck she did it,
She'd say It's for my young Soldier Who is far, far away.
Far away!
Far away!
She pushed it for her Soldier so far, far away.
Around her thigh she wore a yellow garter. . .
She wore it in the springtime And in the month of May.
And if you asked her Why the heck she wore it,
She'd say It's for my young Soldier Who is far, far away.
Far away!
Far away!
She wore it for her Soldier so far, far away.
Behind the door her daddy kept his shotgun. . .
He kept it in the springtime And in the month of May.
And if you asked her Why the heck he kept it,
He'd say It's for a young Soldier Who is far, far away.
Far away!
Far away!
He kept it for a Soldier so far, far away.
And in the church the preacher kept a license. . .
He kept it in the springtime And in the month of May.
And if you asked her Why the heck he kept it,
He'd say It's for a young Soldier Who is far, far away.
Far away!
Far away!
He kept it for a Soldier so far, far away.
She wore it in the springtime And in the month of May.
And if you asked her Why the heck she wore it,
She'd say It's for my young Soldier Who is far, far away.
Far away!
Far away!
She wore it for her Soldier so far, far away.
Around the block she pushed a baby carriage
She pushed it in the springtime And in the month of May.
And if you asked her Why the heck she did it,
She'd say It's for my young Soldier Who is far, far away.
Far away!
Far away!
She pushed it for her Soldier so far, far away.
Around her thigh she wore a yellow garter. . .
She wore it in the springtime And in the month of May.
And if you asked her Why the heck she wore it,
She'd say It's for my young Soldier Who is far, far away.
Far away!
Far away!
She wore it for her Soldier so far, far away.
Behind the door her daddy kept his shotgun. . .
He kept it in the springtime And in the month of May.
And if you asked her Why the heck he kept it,
He'd say It's for a young Soldier Who is far, far away.
Far away!
Far away!
He kept it for a Soldier so far, far away.
And in the church the preacher kept a license. . .
He kept it in the springtime And in the month of May.
And if you asked her Why the heck he kept it,
He'd say It's for a young Soldier Who is far, far away.
Far away!
Far away!
He kept it for a Soldier so far, far away.
- John
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PT
(Cadence caller says line, then squad repeats line.)
Fred and Wilma were Lying in Bed.
Fred rolled over to Wilma and said.
Gimmie Some!
PT!
Good for You!
Good for Me!
PT!
Oooh-Rah!
Good for You!
Good for Me!
PT!
My CC came over and said
Your lazy asses are gonna be dead.
Gimmie some!
PT!
Good for You!
Good for Me!
PT!
Oooh-Rah!
Good for You!
Good for Me!
PT!
PT!
Navy Life is the life for me
pack me up and send me to sea.
Gimmie some!
PT!
Good for You!
Good for Me!
PT!
Oooh-Rah!
PT!
PT!
Fred and Wilma were Lying in Bed.
Fred rolled over to Wilma and said.
Gimmie Some!
PT!
Good for You!
Good for Me!
PT!
Oooh-Rah!
Good for You!
Good for Me!
PT!
My CC came over and said
Your lazy asses are gonna be dead.
Gimmie some!
PT!
Good for You!
Good for Me!
PT!
Oooh-Rah!
Good for You!
Good for Me!
PT!
PT!
Navy Life is the life for me
pack me up and send me to sea.
Gimmie some!
PT!
Good for You!
Good for Me!
PT!
Oooh-Rah!
PT!
PT!
- Scott McHenry
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Sniper
Walking through the Jungle wringing wet
One half blood and the other half sweat
I saw something moving up ahead of me
he was trying to hide in a bamboo tree
I put my cross hairs on his chest
and his sorry ass to rest
Now you can tell his momma in old Hanoi
She just lost her darling boy
One half blood and the other half sweat
I saw something moving up ahead of me
he was trying to hide in a bamboo tree
I put my cross hairs on his chest
and his sorry ass to rest
Now you can tell his momma in old Hanoi
She just lost her darling boy
- James Puswaskis
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Old Airborne Cadence
I was born in the back woods, raised by a bear;
Gotta a double bone jaw and four coats of hair.
Got cast iron balls and a big steel rod;
I'm a mighty paratrooper; I'm Airborne by God.
Gotta a double bone jaw and four coats of hair.
Got cast iron balls and a big steel rod;
I'm a mighty paratrooper; I'm Airborne by God.
- Spencer Edwards
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put my hand upon her.
I put my hand upon her toe, yuhoo--yuhoo(repeat).
I put my hand upon her toe she said Marine your way to slow get in get out quit messing about yuhoo-yuhoo-yuhoo.
I put my hand upon her thigh yuhoo-yuhoo (repeat).I put my hand upon her thigh she said Marine your getting high get in get out quit messing about yuhoo-yuhoo-yuhoo.
I put my hand upon her breast yuhoo-yuhoo (repeat). I put my hand upon her breast she said Marine you know the rest get in get out quit messing about yuhoo-yuhoo-yuhoo.
I put my hand upon her twat yuhoo-yuhoo (repeat). I put my hand upon her twat she said Marine you hit the spot get in get out quit fucken about yuhoo-yuhoo-yuhoo. (end)
I put my hand upon her toe she said Marine your way to slow get in get out quit messing about yuhoo-yuhoo-yuhoo.
I put my hand upon her thigh yuhoo-yuhoo (repeat).I put my hand upon her thigh she said Marine your getting high get in get out quit messing about yuhoo-yuhoo-yuhoo.
I put my hand upon her breast yuhoo-yuhoo (repeat). I put my hand upon her breast she said Marine you know the rest get in get out quit messing about yuhoo-yuhoo-yuhoo.
I put my hand upon her twat yuhoo-yuhoo (repeat). I put my hand upon her twat she said Marine you hit the spot get in get out quit fucken about yuhoo-yuhoo-yuhoo. (end)
- Gutierrez former USMC
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mama can't you see
mama cant you see
what this corps has done too me
put me in a barbers chair
zip-zap and I had no hair
and if I die in a combat zone
box me up and ship me home
put me in a set of dress blues
comb my hair and shine my shoes
pin my medals upon my chest
tell my momma I did my best
but ma mama don't you cry!
marine corps motto is do or die!
what this corps has done too me
put me in a barbers chair
zip-zap and I had no hair
and if I die in a combat zone
box me up and ship me home
put me in a set of dress blues
comb my hair and shine my shoes
pin my medals upon my chest
tell my momma I did my best
but ma mama don't you cry!
marine corps motto is do or die!
- kyle
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Boots
These boots were made for walking'
And that's just what they'll do
If all you're doing is marking' time
They'll walk all over you
These guns were made for shooting'
And that's just what they'll do
And if we get a mission
We'll drill a hole in you
This Army's trained for fighting'
And that's just what we'll do
If you pick a fight with us
We'll walk all over you!
These boots were made for walking'
And that's just what they'll do
If all you're doing is marking' time
They'll walk all over you
These guns were made for shooting'
And that's just what they'll do
And if we get a mission
We'll drill a hole in you
This Army's trained for fighting'
And that's just what we'll do
If you pick a fight with us
We'll walk all over you!
- Glacier Clipper
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