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TITLE
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THE ARMY AIR CORPS...............................I
YOU'RE A GRAND OLD FLAG..........................2
THE SPIRIT OF KEARNS...........................,.2
THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT A SOLDIER................3
JOLLY, JOLLY SIX PENCE.........................H&5
ON THE BANKS OF THE WABASH.......................5
PRAISE THE LORD..................................6
GOD BLESS AMERICA................................6
OVER THERE.......................................7
LET ME CALL YOU SWEETHEART.......................7
WORKING ON THE RAILROAD..........................8
FOR HER LOVER WHO WAS FAR AWAY...................9
YANKEE DOODLE DANDY..............................9
HINKY, DINKY, PARLEYVOO........................10
PACK UP YOUR TROUBLES...........................II
WAIT 'TILL THE SUN SHINES, NELLIE...............II
THIS IS THE ARMY, MISTER JONES..................12
ROLL OUT THE BARREL.............................12
STAR SPANGLED BANNER WAVING SOMEWHERE...........13
THE CAISSONS GO ROLLING ALONG...................IH
BOMBED..........................................15
IT'S A LONG WAY TO TIPPERARY....................16
OLD MACDONALD HAD A FARM........................16
K-K-K-KATY......................................17
TAVERN IN THE TOWN..............................17
YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE.............................18
MARCHING ALONG TOGETHER.........................19
SHE'LL BE COMING ROUND THE MOUNTAIN.............19
SMILES..........................................2 0
MECHS OF THE AIR CORPS..........................20
THE MARINES' HYMN...............................21
WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE?....................22423
STOUT HEARTED MEN...............................23
ANCHORS AWE IGH..................................21
WHEN YOU WORE A TULIP...........................25
MARGIE..........................................25
WHEN THE YANKS GO MARCHING IN................26J27
MY BUDDY........................................27
MY WILD IRISH ROSE..............................28
THERE'S A LONG,. LONG TRAIL......................29
SWEET ADELINE...................................29
TILL WE MEET AGAIN..............................30
KEEP THE HOME FIRES BURNING.....................30
AMERICA, THE BEAUTIFUL..........................31
THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER........................32
THE ARMY AIR CORPS
(1st. Chorus)
Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
Climbing high into the sun;
Here they come zooming to meet our thunder,
At'em boys, give'er the gun! (Give'er Tne Gun!)
Now, down we dive spouting our flame from under,
Off with one helluva roar!
We live in fame or go down in flame;
Hey! Nothing'11 stop the Army Air Corps!
(Verse)
Here's a Toast to the host of those who love the vastness
of the sky;
To a friend we send a message of his brother men who fly.
We drink to those who gave their all of old,
Then down we roar to score the rainbow's pot of gold.
A Toast to the host of men we boast, the Army Air Corps.
Clear! Clear! Contact! Contact! Grr----r Zoom!
(2nd. Chorus)
Minds of men fashioned a crate of thunder,
Sent it high into the blue;
Hands of men blasted the world asunder;
How they lived God only knew!
Souls of men dreaming of skies to conquer,
Gave us wings ever to soar.
With scouts before and bombers galore,
Hey! Nothing'11 stop the Army Air Corps!
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J
YOU'RE A GRAND OLD FLAG
You're a grand old flag,
You're a high flying flag;
And, forever in peace may you wave.
You're the emblem of the land I love.
The home of the free and the brave.
Every heart beats true,
Under Red, White, and Blue;
Where there's never a boast or brag.
Put should auld acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
THE SPIRIT OF KEARNS
We are marching and singing together,
All for Camp Kearns the 5th BTC.
Here's a cheer for our buddies in basic,
They're the pride of the whole TTC.
As we're marching along life's pathway,
Keep the red, white and blue flying high.
We are marching and singing, with true-blue
Kearnsmen Spirit,
For we mean to do or die.
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THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT A SOLDIER
(Verse)
When they march down the street,
People stand on your feet,
They love to see a soldier;
Tho' they jump on your chest,
You fall in with the rest,
You want to see a soldier;
You will run half a mile,
But it's well worth your while,
Because somebody has told ya;
That in the Palace Yard you'll see the
changing of the guard,
Oh, how you run to see a soldier.
(Chorus)
Because there's something about a soldier, something
about a soldier,
Something about a soldier that is fine, fine, fine;
He may be a great big Gen'ral, may be a Sergeant Major,
May be a simple private of the line, line, line;
But there's something about his bearing, something in
what he's wearing,
Something about his buttons all a-shine, shine, shiae;
Oh, a military chest seems to suit the ladies best,
There's something about a soldier that is fine, fine,
fine,
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JOLLY, JOLLT SIX PENCE
(1st. Verse)
I've got six pence, Jolly, Jolly six pence,
I've got six pence to last me all my life;
I've got two pence to spend, and two pence to lend, and
two pence to send home to my wife (poor wife).
(Chorus)
No cares have I to grieve me,
No pretty little girls to deceive me;
Happy as a king believe me,
As we go rolling, rolling home.
Rolling home (Rolling home), Rolling home (Rolling home);
By the light of the silvery moo-oo-oo-on;
Happy is the day when the airman gets his pay,
As we go rolling, rolling home.
(2nd. Verse)
I've got four pence, Jolly, Jolly four pence,
I've got four pence to last me all my life;
I've got two pence to spend, and two pence to lend, and
no pence to send home to my wife (poor wife).
*** Chorus ***
(continued next page)
JOLLY, JOLLY SIX PENCE
(continued)
(3rd. Verse)
I've got two pence, Jolly, Jolly two pence,
I've got two pence to last me all my life;
I've got two pence to spend, and no pence to lend, and
no pence to send home to my wife (poor wife).
••• Chorus •*•
(4th. Verse)
I've got no pence, Jolly, Jolly no pence,
I've got no pence to last me all my life;
I've got no pence to spend, and no pence to lend, and
no pence to send home to my wife (poor wife).
*•* Chorus •*•
ON THE BANKS OF THB WABASH
Oh, the moonlight's there tonight along the Wabash,
From the field there comes the breath of new-mown hay.
Thru the sycamores the candle lights are gleaming,
On the banks of the Wabash far away.
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PRAISE THE LORD
"Praise the Lord, and pass the ammunition!
Praise tne Lord, and pass the ammunition!
Praise the Lord, and pass the ammunition and we'll
all stay free!
Praise the Lord, and swing into position,
Can't afford to be a politician,
Praise the Lord, we're all between perdition and
the deep blue sea!"
Yes the sky pilot said it,
You've got to give hiia credit for a son-of-a-gun of
a gunner was he,
Shouting: "Praise the Lord, we're on a mighty mission!
All aboard! We're not a goin' fishin',
Praise the Lord, and pass the ammunition and we'll
all stay free."
GOD BLESS AMERICA
God bless America, land that I love;
Stand beside her and guide her,
Thru the night with a light from above;
From the mountains to the prairies,
To the oceans white with foam;
God bless America, my home sweet home.
God bless America, my home sweet home.
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OVER THERE
(Verse)
Johnnie get your gun, get your gun, get your gun,
Take it on the run, on the run, on the run;
Rear them calling you and me;
Ev1ry son of liberty.
Huny right away, no delay, go today,
Make your daddy glad, to have had such a lad,
Tell your sweetheart not to pine,
To be proud her boy's in line.
(Chorus)
Over there, over there, send the word, send the word
over there,
That the Yanks are coming, the Yanks are coming,
The drums rum-tum-ming ev'ry where.
So prepare, say a pray'r, send the word, send the word
to beware,
We'll be over, we're coming over,
And we won't come back till it's over, over there.
LET ME CALL YOD SWEETHEART
(Waltz)
Let me call you Sweetheart, I'm in love with you.
Let me hear you whisper that you love me, too.
Keep the lovelight glowing in your eyes so' true.
Let me call you Sweetheart, I'm in love with you.
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WORKING ON THE RAILROAD
I've been working on the railroad,
All the live-long day;
I've been working on the railroad,
Just to pass the time away,
Can't you hear the whistle blowing
Rise up so early in the morn,
Can't you hear the Captain shouting
Dinah, blow your horn.
Dinah, won't you blow, Dinah, won't you blow,
Dinah, won't you blow your Ho-o-orn;
Dinah, won't you blow, Dinah, won't you blow,
Dinah, won't you blow your horn.
Oh, someone's in the kitchen with Dinah,
Someone's in the kitchen I know-o-o-o.
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah,
Strummin' on the old banjo, and playing
Fee-lie, fiddle-dee-aye-oh,
Fee-fie, fiddle-dee-aye-oh-oh-oh-oh;
Fee-fie, fiddle-dee-aye-oh,
Strummin' on the old banjo.
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FOR HBR LOVER WHO WAS FAR AWAY .
Round her neck she wore a yellow ribbon,
She wore it in the winter and the merry month of May,
When they asked her why the hell she wore it,
She said 'twas for her lover who was far, far away.
(Chorus)
Far away! Far away!
Oh, she wore it for her lover who was far, far away.
Far away! Far away!
Oh, she wore it for her lover who was far, far away.
YANKEE DOODLE DANDY
I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandee,
A Yankee Doodle, do or die;
A real live nephew of my Uncle Sam,
Born on the Fourth of July.
I've got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart,
She's my Yankee Doodle joy;
Yankee Doodle came to London, just to ride the poneys,
I am a Yankee Doodle Boy.
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HINKY, DINKY, PARLEY VOO
They say this is an aerial war, Parley Voo.
They say this is an aerial war, Parley Voo.
They say this is an aerial war;
So what the hell are we marching for.
Hinky, Dinky, Parley Voo.
The guys ahead are a bunch of jerks, Parley Voo.
The guys ahead are a bunch of jerks, Parley Voo.
The guys ahead are a bunch of jerks;
They're always screwing up the works.
Hinky, Dinky, Parley Voo,
The Sergeant says we'll all be rich, Parley Voo.
The Sergeant says we'll all be rich, Parley Voo.
The Sergeant says we'll all be rich;
We know he's a lying son of a gun.
Hinky, Dinky, Parley Voo.
The Medical Corps will hold the line, Parley Voo.
The Medical Corps will hold the line, Parley Voo.
The Medical Corps will hold the line;
With C. C. pills and iodine.
Hinky, Dinky, Parley Voo.
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PACK OP YOUR TROUBLES
Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,
And smile, smile, smile,
While you've a lucifer to light your fag,
Smile, boys, that's the style.
What's the use of worrying?
It never was worth while,
So, pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,
And smile, smile, smile!
Wrap both your elbows up around your neck,
And scratch, scratch, scratch.
Don't stop a second - if you do, by heck,
Your troubles start to hatch.
What's the use of sulphur salve?
It never was worth much;
So, wrap both your elbows up around your neck,
And scratch, scratch, scratch.
WAIT 'TILL THE SUN SHINES, NELLIE
Wait 'till the sun shines, Nellie,
When the clouds go drifting by,
We will be happy Nellie, don't you sigh;
Down lovers' lane we'll wander,
Sweethearts you and I,
Wait 'till the sun shines Nellie, Bye and bye.
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THIS.IS THE ARMY, MISTER JONES
This is the Army, Mister Jones.
No private rooms or telephones.
You had your breakfast in bed before,
But you won't have it there any more. "
This is the Army, Mister Green.
We like the barracks nice and clean.
You had a housemaid to clean your floor,
Eut she won't help you out any more.
Do what the buglers command.
They're in the Army and not in a band.
This is the Army, Mister Brown.
You and your baby went to town.
She had you worried, but this is war,
And she won't worry you any more.
ROLL OUT THE BARREL
Roll out the barrel, we'll have a barrel of fun;
Roll out the barrel, we've got the blues on the run.
Zing! Boom! Ta-rar-rel! Ring out a song of good cheer;
Now's the time to roll the barrel, for the gang's
all here.
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STAR SPANGLED BANNER WAVING SOMEWHERE
There's a Star Spangled Banner waving somewhere,
In a distant land so many miles away;
Only Uncle Sam's great heroes get to go there,
Where I wish that I could also live some day.
I'd see Lincoln, Custer, Washington and Perry,
And Nathan Hale and Colin Kelly too.
There's a Star Spangled Banner waving somewhere,
Waving o'er the land of heroes brave and true.
In this war with its mad schemes of destruction,
Of our country fair and our sweet liberty;
By the mad dictator, leaders of corruption,
Can't the U. S. use a mountain boy like me?
God gave me the right to be a free American
And for that precious right I'd gladly die.
There's a Star Spangled Banner waving somewhere,
That is where I want to live when I die.
Tho' I realize I haven't had much schooling,
Just to be a U. S. soldier would be swell;
There's been many a great hero from the mountains,
Sergeant York was one and he did mighty well.
If I do some great deed I will be a hero,
And a hero brave is what I want to be.
There's a Star Spangled Banner waving somewhere,
In that heaven there should be a place for me.
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THE CAISSONS GO ROLLING ALONG
(1st. Verse)
Over hill, over dale, we have hit the dusty trail,
And those Caissons go rolling along.
"Counter March! Right about!" Hear those wagon
soldiers shout,
While those Caissons go rolling along.
(Chorus)
For it's Hi! Hi! Hee! In the Field Artillery,
Call off your numbers loud and strong! (One! Two!)
And where e'er we go, you will always know
That those Caissons are rolling along;
(Keep*em rolling!)
For it's Hi! Hi! Hee! In the Field Artillery,
Call off your numbers loud and strong! (One! Two!)
And where e'er we go, you will always know
That those Caissons are rolling along;
(Keep'em rolling!)
That those Caissons are rolling along.
(2nd. Verse)
To the Front, day and night, where the doughboys dig
and fight,
And those Caissons go rolling along.
Our barrage will be there, fired on the rocket's flare,
Where those Caissons go rolling along.
*** Chorus ***
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BOMBBD
(1st. Verse)
We were bombed last night, bombed the night before,
And we're gonna be bombed tonight as we never were
bombed before.
When we're bombed, we're as scared as we can be.
They can bomb the whole darn Army if they don't
bomb me.
(1st. Chorus)
They're over us, over us,
One little cave for the four of us,
Glory be to God, there are no more of us
Or they'd surely bomb the whole darned crew.
(2nd. Verse)
Oh, we do squads left, and we do squads right,
We stand Revielle in the middle of the night.
Along about midnight we all hit the hay,
Nothing to do until the very next day.
(2nd. Chorus)
Parley Voo, Parley Voo,
Yip a little French like the Froggies do.
Un, Deux, Trois, Quatre; what the heck do you think
of that?
We never used to talk like that at home.
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IT'S A LONG WAY TO TIPPERARY
It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go;
It's a long way to Tipperary,
To the sweetest girl I know!
Good-bye Piccadilly,
Farewell Leicester Square;
It's a long, long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.
OLD MACDONALD HAD A FARM
Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-0
And on this farm he had some chicks, E-I-E-I-0
With a chick, chick here and a chick, chick there.
Here a chick, there a chick, ev.'ry-where a chick, chick.
Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.
2nd. time - Turkey (gobble-gobble)
3rd. time - Ducks (quack-quack)
4th. time - Pig (hoink-hoink)
5th. time - Ford (rattle-rattle)
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K-X-K-KATY
K-K-K-Katy, beautiful Katy,
You're the only g-g-g-girl that I adore;
When the m-moon shines over the cowshed,
I'll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door.
K-K-K-K. P., dirty old K. P.,
That's the only Army job that I abhor;
When the m-moon shines over the guardhouse,
I'll be mopping up the k-k-k-kitchen floor.
TAVERN IN THE TOWN
(Verse)
There is a tavern in the town, in the town,
And there my true love sits him down, sits
him down,
And drinks his wine as merry as can be,
And never, never thinks of me.
tChorus)
Fare thee well, for I must leave thee,
Do not let the parting grieve thee,
And remember that the best of friends must part,
must part;
Adieu, Adieu, kind friends, Adieu, Yes Adieu.
I can no longer stay with you, stay with you;
I'll hang my harp on a weeping willow tree.
Pare thee well, Pare thee well, Fare thee well.
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YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE
(1st. Verse)
The other night dear as I lay sleeping,
I dreamed I held you in my arms;
When I awoke dear I was mistaken,
And I hung my head and cried.
(Chorus)
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,
You make me happy, when skies are gray;
You'll never know dear, how much I love yo*u,
Please don't take my sunshine away.
(2nd. Verse)
I'll always love you, and make you happy,
If you will only say the same;
But if you leave me and love another,
You'll regret it all some day.
(Chorus)
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,
You make me happy, when skies are gray;
You'll never know dear, how much I love you,
Please don't take my sunshine away.
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MARCHING ALONG TOGETHER
Marching along together,
No one's gonna stop us now.
Marching along together,
No one's gonna top us now.
Rolling along the highway, sailing the sky and sea;
Oh, rum-ti-tiddle dee beat the drum, and hold on to your lids,
Oh, rum-ti-tiddle dee here we come, the Yankee Doodle Kids,
Marching along together, all together to victory.
SHE'LL BE COMIN' ROUND THE MOUNTAIN
(1st. time)
She'll be comin
She'll be comin
She'll be comin
She'll be comin
She'll be comin
'round the mountain when she comes,
'round the mountain when she comes,
'round the mountain,
'round the mountain,
'round the mountain when she comes.
(2nd. time) She'll be drivin' six white horses, etc.
(3rd. time) Oh, we'll all go to meet her, etc.
(4th. time) Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster, etc.
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SMILES
There are smiles that make us happy;
There are smiles that make us blue;
There are smiles that steal away the teardrops,
As the sunbeams steal away the dew.
There are smiles that have a tender meaning,
That the eyes of love alone may see;
And the smiles that fill my life with sunshine,
Are the smiles that you give to me.
MECHS OF THE AIR CORPS
Oh, We are the Mechs of the Air Corps.
Fly'em Highl Dive'em Below!
We're the guys who make'em go,
The grease balls of the Air Corps.
It takes a crew like me and you,
To keep the planes up in the blue;
Grease Balls keep rolling the Army;
We're the vital "ten" and something more.
You giv'er the gun and off you go,
But just try timing a magneto like the Mechs;
The grease balls of the Air Corps.
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THE MARINES' HYMN
From the Halls of Montezuma
To the shores of Tripoli,
We fight our country's battles
On the land as on the sea.
First to fight for right and freedom
And to keep our honor clean,
We are proud to claim the title
Of United States Marine.
Our flag's unfurled to every breeze
From dawn to setting sun.
We have fought in every clime and place
Where we could take a gun.
In the snow of far off Northern lands
And in sunny Tropic scenes
You will find us always on the job-----
The United States Marines.
Here's health to you and to our Corps
Which we are proud to serve.
In many a strife we've fought for life
And never lost our nerve.
If the Army and the Navy
Ever look on Heaven's scenes
They will find the streets are guarded
By United States Marines.
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WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE?
(1st. Verse)
Paddy Mack drove a hack
Up and down Broadway,
Pat had one expression
And he'd use it ev'ry day;
Any time he'd grab a fare,
To take them for a ride,
Paddy jumped upon the seat,
Cracked his whip, and cried:
(Chorus)
"Oh, where do we go from here, boys,
Where do we go from here?"
Anywhere from Harlem to a Jersey City pier.
When Pat would spy a pretty girl,
He'd whisper in her ear,
"Oh, Joy! Oh, Boy! Where do we go from here?"
(2nd Verse)
One fine day on Broadway,
Pat was driving fast,
When the street was blown to pieces
By a subway blast;
Down the hole poor Paddy went,
A'thinkin' of his past,
Then he says, says he,
"I think these words will be my last: "
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WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE?
(continued)
*** Chorus ***
(3rd. Verse)
First of all, at the call,
When the war began,
Pat enlisted in the Army
As a fighting man;
When the drills began,
They'd walk a hundred miles a day,
Tho' the rest got tired,
Paddy always used to say:
*** Chorus ***
STOUT HEARTED MEN
Give me some men who are stout hearted men,
Who will fight for the right they adore.
Start me with ten, who are stout hearted men,
And I'll soon give you ten thousand more.
0, shoulder to shoulder, and bolder and bolder,
They grow as they go to the fore,
Then there's nothing in the world can halt or
mar a plan,
When stout hearted men can stick together man to man.
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ANCHORS AWEIGH
1.
Anchors Aweigh, my boys, Anchors Aweigh.
Farewell to college joys, we sail at break of
day-day-day-day!
Through our last night on shore, drink to the foam,
Until we meet once more here's wishing you a hap-
py voyage home.
Heave a-ho there, sailor, ev'rybody drink up while
you may,
Heave a-ho there, sailor, for you're gonna sail
at break of day,
Drink away, drink away, for you sail at break of
day, Hey!
2.
Stand, Navy, down the field, sail to the sky,
We'll never change our course; so, Army, you
steer shy-y-y-y.
Roll up the score, Navy, Anchors Aweigh,
Sail, Navy, down the field and sink the Army,
sink the Army Grey.
3.
Stand, Army, to the bar, raise your glasses high;
We'll never pay the bill so Navy you must buy-
buy-buy-buy.
Down Gordon Gin, Army; down Rock and Rye;
Stand, Army, to the bar and drink the Navy, drink
the Navy dry.
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WHEN YOU WORE A TULIP
When you wore a tulip,
A sweet yellow tulip,
And I wore a big red rose;
When you caressed me,
'Twas then Heaven blessed me,
What a blessing no one knows,
You made life cheery,
When you called me "Dearie",
'Twas down where the blue grass grows,
Your lips were sweeter than julep,
When you wore that tulip,
And I wore a big red rose.
MARGIE
My little Margie, I'm always thinking of you Margie,
I'll tell the world I love you,
Don't forget your promise to me,
I have bought a home and ring and ev'rything, For Margie,
You've been my inspiration, Days are never blue.
After all is said and done,
There is really only one,
Oh, Margie, Margie, it's you.
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WHEN THE YANKS GO MARCHING IN
Oh when the Yanks (Oh when the Yanks) go march-
ing in (go marching in)
On when the Yanks go marching in,
Yes boys I want to be in that number,
When the Yanks go marching in.
Oh when our guns (repeat) and cannons roar (repeat)
Oh when our guns and cannons foar,
Yes boys I want to be in tnat number,
When our guns and cannons roar.
Oh when we chop (repeat) that Axis down (repeat)
Oh when we chop that Axis down,
Yes boys I want to be in that number,
When we chop that Axis down.
And when our planes (repeat) do win the sky (repeat)
Oh when our planes do win the sky,
Yes boys I want to be in that number,
When our planes do win the sky.
Oh when we set (repeat) the risin' sun (repeat)
Oh when we set that risin' sun,
Yes boys I want to be in that number,
When we set the risin' sun.
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WHEN THE YANKS GO MARCHING IN
(continued)
And when we free (repeat) those conquered
lands (repeat)
Oh when we free those conquered lands,
Yes boys I want to be in that number,
When we free those conquered lands.
Oh when we march (repeat) into Berlin (repeat)
Oh when we march into Berlin,
Yes boys I want to be in that number,
When we march into Berlin.
Yes when the Yanks (repeat) go marching in (repeat)
Oh when the Yanks go marching in,
Oh Lord I want to be in that number,
When the Yanks go marching in.
MY BUDDY
(Waltz)
Nights are long since you went away,
I think about you all thru the day,
My Buddy, my Buddy;
No Buddy quite so true.
Miss your voice, the touch of your hand,
Just long to know that you understand,
My Buddy, my Buddy;
Your Buddy misses you.
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MY WILD IRISH ROSE
(Waltz)
1.
My wild Irish rose,
The sweetest flow'r that grows,
You may search ev'rywhere,
But none can compare
With ray wild Irish rose.
My wild Irish rose,
The dearest flow"r that grows,
And some day for my sake,
She may let me take
The bloom from my wild Irish rose.
2.
My wild eyed cadet,
He ain't learned nothing yet;
He noses her down
When close to the ground,
My wild eyed cadet.
He slips in his banks,
If he lives we'll all give thanks;
I hear drums beating low,
And men marching slow
Behind my wild eyed cadet.
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THERE'S A LONG, LONG TRAIL
There's a long, long trail a-winding
Into the land of my dreams,
When the nightingales are singing
And a white moon beams.*
There's a long, long night of waiting
Until my dreams come true;
Till the day when I'll be going
Down that long, long trail with you.
There's a long, long nail a-grinding
Into the sole of my shoe,
And it digs a little deeper
Every mile or two.
But there's one sweet day a-coming,
A day I'm dreaming about;
The day when I can sit me down
And pull the darn nail out.
SWEET ADELINE
Sweet Adeline, my Adeline,
At night, dear heart, for you I pine.
In all my dreams, your fair face beams;
You're the flower of my heart,
Sweet Adeline.
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TILL WE MEET AGAIN
(Waltz)
Smile the while you kiss me sad adieu,
When the clouds roll by I'll come to you.
Then the skies will seem more blue,
Down in lovers' lane, my dear-ie;
Wedding bells will ring so merrily,
Every tear will be a memory,
So wait and pray each night for me,
Till we meet again.
KEEP THE HOME FIRES BURNING
Keep the home fires burning,
While your hearts are yearning;
Tho' your lads are far away,
They dream of home.
There's a silver lining,
Thru the dark clouds shining;
Turn the dark clouds inside out,
Till the boys come home.
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AMERICA, THE BEAUTIFUL
Oh beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain.
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood,
From sea to shining sea!
Oh beautiful for patriot dream,
That sees beyond the years;
Thine alabaster cities gleam,
Undimmed by human tears.
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood,
From sea to shining sea!
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THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER
Oh, say! Can you see by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's
last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thru the
perilous figiit,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly
streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thru the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say, does that Star Spangled Banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen thru the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines on the stream;
'Tis the Star Spangled Banner; Oh, long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
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