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fighting squadron 19?
oh com2 os and. jott-moi titifatt mt we're a happy baud they say.
he never do a tici of wqb£» just fly around ail day.
while othjirs work and study hard, and soon crow old and blind,
wb take 50 the air, without a care, and you will sever mind...
choroust tod1 el never mind, you*ll never mind
come oh and join one ninety two, and you will never mind..
oh, you take her up and spin her, and with an awful tear,
the wings fall cot, the plane won»t ply, but you will never.joarb,
for in about a minute jack, another pair too1 el find
you'll ply with pete and the angels sweet, and you will never
mind.
ohorous:
oh, you're par out over the ocean, your engine starts to spit,
. you watch the prop come to a stop, the mb damn engines' quit.
the plane won't float, and you can't swim the shore's far behind,
oh what a dish for the crabs and fish, but you will never mind.
chorous:
oh if some dirty russian should shoot you down in flames, i
why don't sit there and belly*ache, and call the bastard names,
just hit the silk, it's cream and milk, and shortly you will find,
there is no hell, and all is well, and you will never mind.
chteousj
oh, come on and get promoted, as high as you desire,
you're really on the gravy train, when you're a navy flier,
but just about the time you're set for admiral, you will find,
you can't come through at sixty two, and you will never mind.
ceorousj
we're just a bunch of "buzz boys", who do not give a rap,
about the blackshoe point of view and all teat sort of crfie,
we want ten thousand jet jobs, the fastest of their kind,
we'll fly 'em fast and they won't last, but you will never mind
chorous:
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the. iftght before christmas
twas the nlghtf before christmas and all through the ship,
not a shifter was guzzled, hot even a nip;
tor the captain had spoken, his words did imply,
all drink is verboten, this ship will be dry.
the crew were all tucked away in their beds,
and visions of egg nogs danced in their heads;
their stockings were hung for hope still ran high
that good old st. nick would not pass them by.
but during the night, tee jolly old fellow,
with sled piled high with spirits so mellow;
had run off eis course when a storm did arise,
and all sight of the ship was lost to his eyes.
so when in the m03ning and to their chagrin,
the crew spied th1r stockings no bourbon or gin,
their spirits were dampened, the yule outlook black,
by a cruel wist of fate they'd been stabbed in the back.
their feelings were bitter, their hearts bitter too,
a protest arose from the unhappy crew.
what kind of christmas without christmas cheer?
not ev"en a shot of wine or warm stale beer.
and when in the depths of their sorrow and woo,
a voice suddenly spoke, "to g.q. you go".
they knew they'd been reached, neglected, accursed,
"merry christmas to all and to all a good thirst'1.
first anniversary
when i was young and iw my prime
and used to do it all the time
my father came and said to ms,
sou, don't ever go x'o sea.
but being young i didn't stop
and try to understand my i'o*'.
instead of being safe and sane
i thought i'd learn to fly a plane.
so with that clan both young and b-o-l-d
i earned m navy wings of gold.
when i came home from world war two
i wasn't sure just what to do.
but down in akron they had a plan
that sounded good to my man.
we'd fly a little and talk a lot
and sit around the coffee pgt.
we'd speak of i'hlngs like planes and dames
and play some ac8y du1cy games.
at homes we'd tell of things we'd learned
and extra money we had earned.
the plan was good, to good to aiatch
we should have kjgwn there'd ae a catch.
the trap was set, we took the bait,
we all found out, but just to late.
we'd signed our *iames, x'he navy had us,
were all reserves on active status.
and as is sit here far at sea
and look at poor damned fools like me.
i count the days till i'll go home,
and start a family of my own.
and then when i aid old and gray,
and just can't do it once a day
i'll tell my son wtig's in his prime,
and wants to do it all i'he time.
it isn't old age that did this to me,
it was just one tour with one nine two.
there are no fighter pilots down in hell
oh there are no fighter pilots down in hell
there are no fighter pilots down in hell
the place is full of queers, navtgators, bombadiers,
but there are no fighter pilots down in hell
oh there are no air force pilots in the fray
there are no air force pilots in the fray
they're all in uso's, vvearing ribbons and fancy clothes
and there are no air force pilots in the fray
oh there are no marine pilots in the scrap
there are no navy pilots in the scrap
they're all in boq's reading bureau aero news
and there are no navy pilots in the scrap
there is no "flying circus" down below
oh there is no "flying circus" down below
they're all up in the stars making love to wr's
and there is no "flying circus"down below
sidney special
monday i touched her on the ankle
tuesday i touched her on the knee
and wednesday with success i lifted up her dress
and thursday her chemise gor' blimey
friday i put my hand upon it
saturday she gave me balls a tweak
and it was sunday after supper i slipped the whole thing up her
and now i'm payin' seven bob a week, gor' blimey
i don't want to be a soldier
i don't want to go to v.'ar
i'd rather hang around piccadilly underground
livin' off the earnin's of a class lady
don't want a bullet up me arse-hole
don't want me buttocks shot away
i would rather be in england
in jolly, jolly england
a-rogerin' me bloomin' life away, gor' blimey
call out the army *nd the navy
call out the rank «nd the file
call out the bloody territorials
they'll face danger with a siille, gor' bliaffiy
call out the iiembers of the old brigade
they'll keep england free
you can call upon my brother
my sister *nd my mother
but for christ's sake don't call me
every evening after dark (humorssgus)
every evening after dark, i goose the statuss in the pabk
if sherman's horse can take it so can you
passengers toll please refrain from flushin' toilets
while the train is standing in the station, i love you
statioh mjserr., .he's- quite fussyt si*ys it-maxrs thr.statioh
messy
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early about
my name is cdr parker and i'm leader of the group
if you will step into my den i'll give you all the poop
i'll tell you where the commies are and veers the flak is
black
i'll be the first one off the deck and i'll be the first
one back
chorus:
early abort, avoid the rush early abort avoid the rush
early iibort avoid the rush, oh the raggedy ass group is
on parade
my name is ace parker and i lead 192
and if we go on rail cuts, my boys will follow through
but if you say kowon, i'll tell you what i will do
get in your plane and go ahead, and i'll wait here for you
chorus:
i'm sure you'ye heard of the flying curcus, and the things
they do
but if you'll come down to the line, you'll see they*re far
from true
the pilots they are ready, but let their skipper shout
and all those bastards yell at once, my mags they won't
check out. chorus:::
and then i'm sure you know of the leaders in the staff
at night topside you can hear how well they laugh
with words they fight a hell of a war, they say they wanta
go too
but just you give them half a chance and here's what they
vill do chorus:::
oh i fly the f4u the vought people say it's great
but when it comes to fightin migs, those bent-wings just
don't rate
i was born to be a fighter, to grapple jn the blue
but if it comes to fightin' migs, i'll tell you what i will
do chorus:::
noi when this war is over and we're back in the u.s.a.
we'll fly the planes in all war games and do what the
admirals say
but if we have another war and they give us the f4u
to hell with all the admirals staffs, here's what we're
gonna do chorus:::
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(the thing) ■ .
a man v.bnt into a chandler's shop some matches for to buy
„nd very surprised was he to find nobody, gould he spy
then as he turned upon his heel and toward the door he sped
he heard the sound of a * * * right above his head
he heard the sound of a * * * right above his head
now this young man was a bold young mi*n so up the stairs he
sped
.ind very surprised was he to find the chandler's wife in bed
beside her lay a handsome man of very considerable size
they were having a * * * right before his eyes
they were eaving a. * * * right before his eyes
now when the fun was over and done the maiden ralsed her head
and very surprised was she to find this young man by her bed
ob if you keep my secret sir if you will be so king
then you may drop in for a * * * whenever you feel inclined
then you may dkop in for a * * * whenever you feel inclined
now married men take my advice whenever yovre out of town
con't let your wife do as she likes be sure to tie her down
you never can tell what thoughts may be in back of her
innocent mind
she may be having a * * * whenever she feels inclined
she may be having a * * * whenever she feels inclined
doodle lee do
do it to me what you did to marie
last saturday night, saturday night
i know it was swell cause i heard marie yell
last saturday night, saturday night
it's the easiest thing there isn»t much ro it
all you got to do is to doodle lee do it
do it to me what you did to marie
on the sofa last saturday night
do it some more what ycu did tq lsnore
last saturday night, saturday night
first you caressed her then you undressed her
saturday night, last saturday night
it's the easiest thing there isn't much to it
all you got to do is to doodle lee do it
dc it some more what you did to lenore
on the sofa last saturday night
sweet sally jones went out with a show
called doodle lee do, doodle lee do
she made a hit by doing her bit
called doodle lee do, doodle lee do
twenty a week was all there was to it
all she had to do was to doodle lee do it
she bought a rolls-royce but not with her voice
she had-to doodle lesl doodlk lee. do
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pusan *w
we vms roaming 'round the country side t'was dow near pusan bat
we stopped into a local bar to pass the time away
i met a girl who said howd do, she hailed from old ciin-ju
i asked her what her school was she said 'ol pdsan tt
chords:
oh pdsan it, 0 pdsan u,
the finest school in all the land, the university that's grand
oh pusan u, oh pusan u,
i hail my alma mater, to you, oh pdsan u
in enrolled in that great college, founded by kim pac su
»thas built op honey buckets, so they named it pusan u
the smell it was terrific, but i struggled through
so now i lift this glass to the school of pusan u
chorus:::
i saw a girl most beauthful, she was a sight to view
she won a beauty contest, and was crowned miss pusan u
they spotted her in hollywood, now she's a star there t§0
when asked to what she owed her fame, she says oh pusan u
chorus:::
0 pusan u, oh pusan u, your course is good for engineers
"a" frames, ox-carts pulled by steers
oh pusan u, oh pusan u
1 hail my alma mater, to you oh pusan u
the b-36
(the battle hymn of the republic)
the b-36 it flies at 40,000 feet
the b-36 it flies at 40,000 feet
the b-36 it flies at 40,000 feet
but it only drops a teensee, weensey bomb
tons and tons of ammunition
tons and tons of ammunition
but it only drops a teensey weensey bomb
the pb4-y it flies at 3000 feet
the pb4-y it flies at 3000 feet
the pb4-y it flies at 3000 feet
but it only drops a teensey, weensey depth charge
tons and tons of aviation gasoline
tons and tons of aviation gasoline
tons and tons of aviation gasoline
but it only drops a teensey, weensey depth charge
cool
i'm as cool as the tip of an eskimo's tool
i'm as cool as a fish in a frozen pool
cool as a pane of frosted glass
cool as t8z mrnaa aroraro a. polar-seas*& ass
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shanty town
it»s only a shanty in my own back yard
with lltftle' holes and big holes and the seats are so hard
there's a cresent on the door, sears-rsebuck on the floor
cobwebs on the ceiling bring back memories of yore
as i sit there a thinking, i feel like a king
it's more leav/ a whosis its my everything
though it's loljy with flos, still it's my paradise
the shanty in my own back yard
there's a seskty in the toot on a little plot of ground
wiz: wj coet grass grc¥ir 1lt. around, all around
and the roo/■','■; zo /kdly wr-j t"i'-.t it ttkbles to tee ground
ju'j'i a lusible to*nsr sea02 akd i?ss built way back
abo'ct ttislitx-fite plei1 from tee railroad track
lingers 01t my mied most all 0« tf3 time
kebjps cai-lur ms back to my little grass shack
i'd be jut-t as sassy as haile salassie if i were a king
• puw my boots cn eall re&d the wpitin' on the wall
akd jt wouids' l1 m5an a thisg hot a gor eamned thing
tehee's i $oi&n tciatitf* !efc2f.*e iu a rockin' chant
just flowin' rer top oh gaitor's mm
i'm lookin' all around and i'm truckin on down
'cause i gotta get back to my seaih'y town
cigarettes, whisbet and wild wild homes
©nce i was happy and had a'good i-tpe
had enough money to last ms p0r lu'e
i met with a gal and we west on a spree
she taught me to smoke and to drink whiskey
chorus:::
cigarettes and whiskey and wild, wild women
they'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
cigarettes and whiskey and wild wild women
cigarettes is a blot on the mole human race
• a man is a monkey with one in his face
here's my definition believe me dear brother
a fire on one end and a fool on the other
chorus:::
brother repent »r they'll write on your grave
to mm and hhiskby here lies a poor slave
take warnin' dear stranger take wheeh* dear friend
they'll write in big letters these words at the end.
chorus:::
moshi-moshi
moshi-moshi an-o-nb, an-o-ne, an-o-nb
moshi-moshi an-o-ne, ah so desu-ka
suedshi pom-pom, takusan yen, takusan yen, tatosas yen
sxzcogxol jasm-pctt, ouotsjuff ys3^ -mix, shut v «d*
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"■ bangle and johnnie
frankie and johnnie were lovers, oh lordy bow they could love
swore to be true to each other just as truj as the stars abovs
he was her mm, but he done her wrong
frankie went dow to the baroom to buy her a buike? of beer
said to the old bartender has that man of mike bees her&
he was my man but he's doug me wrong
ain't gonna tell you no story, ain1t gonna tell you no lie
johnnie was in about an hour agt with a gal named nellie bligh
ke was your man but he's doin you wrong
frankie, see wjut to her bedroom, she didn't go back there for
pun
she reached under her pillow, got out her old 44 gun
she's huntin1 her man, 'cause he's going her wrong
frankie went down to the cathouse, rang the old front door 3ell
said» comb out op there all you chippies, or i'll blow you all to
hell
i want my man, he's a doin' me wrong
frankie looked over the transom, and there to her great surprise
lying in bed was johnnie a'lovin nellie bligh
he was her man, but he's doin' her wong
frankie pulled back her kimona, pulled out her old 44
rotty toot toot that gal did shoot right through that hardwood
door
she shot her man, 'cause he was doin' her wtong
roll me over easy, roll me over slow
roll me over on my left side, 'cause my right side hurts me so
i was her man, 3ut i done her wrong
roll out your rubber tire carriage, roll out your rusbbr tire
carriage
takin' my man to the grave yard and i, ain't a go in* to bring him
he was my man but he done me wrong
they took frankie down to the jailhouse, locked her behind a big
is0n door
she said that man of mine was cheatin' on me but he ain't gonna
do.
it no more
he was my man but he done me wrong
gopher song
we are the gopher boys, we always gopher girls
they never gother us, we have to go for them
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no flaps at all
come listen iff children
come listen to me ' =
i'll tell you a storl*t'ttfll fill you tjith glee
it tells of a pjlc-t
so handsoiie and tall
.
i7ho tried to take ofp tji?ri no flaps at /xl
chorus:
no flaps at"- all, no flap0 at all
tads open throttl^, but no flaps at all
he uent to hls '*u!* btffli $0 look at his load
two napalhuith u$jg bombs, 'bout all it tiould hold
he s..id to hdbslf "i've got lot on the ball."
"i'm sure i can take off y7ith no flaps at all
chorus:
he hovsd kis plane" out to the end of the strip
4000 foot runvj.vy tjith never a dip
he checked t.1th the totjsr and heard the voice dratjl
no wind, you can't t;jce off "ith no fljs at all
chorus:
our hero has cocky, his ego was hurt
for vjhat 1jas the i/ord of an ignorant squirt
"he's probably a seaman, knot's nothing at all
i knot/ i can take off "jith no flaps at all."
chorus:
he poured on the throttle and lines up with care
gave the flap handle an arrogant glare
then on the radio tje heard him call
hot/ to do scraiibling with no flaps at all
©.'•>"'■•"•■.■:•
at the end of the runviay "with no speed to spare
he pulled back the stick, staggered into the air
about 50 feet up he vjent into a stall
and 1'jhen he hit the deck he had no flaps at all
(chorus)
the pilot was handsome, but novj he is dead
it must r/ve been stuffy tjhsre he had his head
but he should be happy that his tbs had come
he might have been sent to one nine three.
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. cprs/jbs in the sky
l«r the bureau iooj^l arou^ ^nd saw #-193
they've lots of ^punk to fly a junk land prove ebohofflif
z they took our tpy^ our p£ide and joys and gave ufc
third*repair«
we wondered what this thing w&fc), the handbook said corsair*
chorus:
yippee yi yay, yi||>es> #l yo,
corsairs in the shgr*
2# they1 re old, they1 re slow, though they still go
they!ve lost their sex appeal*
to fly a jet is quite a sweat unless you know a wheel '
the adfs fine just too devine and yet we still must fly,
corsairs in the sky*
3* the paint is worn, the fabric1s torn,
the wings bent out of shape•
the mags won't check - - but what the heck,
she111 fly for one more scrape*
the belly-tank is leaking, but we don't give a damn
we'll patch it up as good as new*-—-
with a pabst blue ribbon can.
4* the air force sez their shooting star1 s
the work horse of the war.
now, we don't like to argue but
we think they've gone too far,
compared to our old corsair
yes, every nut and bolt
their shiny-new f-80
is just a tiny colt.
5# now you may think ffcom what we've said
that we don't like our plane
to keep the darn thing flying
gives us many ackes and pains*
though built for ancient warfare
and many call it junk
give someone else your pity,
yfe love this tired, old /
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-•-■■■■■ -----mocking bird hill
early tn fhe morning before its daylight s
tie cufcb in ouil corsairs to go north mm fighf
the admiral tjho sent us is back in tfm mm. ;
and vjon't give a mm if tje never gst back
tchorus)
pucker up, push it over, and salvo your load
fire-tjall that ole "u" bird and hit for the roid
the commies are firing, the flak is right black
but tie're all determined is're gonna get back.
tje turn to the left, and tje turn to the right
our only hope being they can't track our flight
not/ head for the ocean and head for tt fast
for right off our left tjdig tje see a big blast.
not,r tje're over the oce^n but skoche on the gas
you i^y not get r.ck to your nipponese lass
so le..n back your mixture and set your turns lotj
we'll all have a party at the gftind kyoto.
nat tje're off to the island of s*ki amd pearls
so let's drink a to;*st to those almond-eyed girls
raise up your glasses, let's drink eight or ten
tje've been here b3fore and tffi'll be hers .tgain.
not; it's back to korea to ole k-13
to get our frag orders from jig oboe king
the railcut5. are hairy, the close air tje pins
tjs'll keep up th.-tt rain dance till ^'je hear brandy-
tjine.
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v
• first imvrssstjci
when i was young .0© ±tj *4y prime
and used to db if all the time,
mr father game «nd said to me,
son, don't ever go to sea.
but being young i didn't stop
and try to understand my pop.
dcsterj) of being safe and sane
i thought i'd learn to fly a pljie
so 'vtth that clan both young and b-o-l-d
i earned mi n^vy tjings of gold.
tjhen i aiffi home from vjorld ?lr tift
i hasn't sure just vfll.t to do.
but doyjn in alameda they had a plan
that sounded good to ant kan.
tje'd fly a little and t..lk a lot
and sit .uround the coffee pot.
us'd speak of things like flakes and dames
and flay sole acet duecy ga15es.
at holies we'd tell of things we'd learned
^jid extra ijoney its ftd earned.
the pljj vls good, to good to match
vie should have known there'd be a catch.
the trap yjas set, '.£ took the bait,
he all found out, but just too l.te.
ve'd signed our naises, the navy had us,
tje're all reserves on active status
and ;j5 i sit her3 far at sea
and look at poor ©aimed fools like mb
i count the d..ys till i'll go hois,
and st.jit a family of my otjn.
and then '.then i all old and gray,
.j© just can't do it once a day
i'll t2ll m son vjho's in his prime,
and '.ajjts to do it all the tee:
it isn't old age th.it did this to lie,
it uas just one tour yhth one nine three,
a4
attack sqtfcdron 01® ninety five
song sheet
i wmw wings
i wanted wings 'till 1 got those 4*|s„, damn things,
now i donft want •em any more4
they taught me how to fly; then they brought me here to die
ifve had a belly full of wari
i would rather take perdition than to fly another mission;
distinguished flying crosses never compensate for losses—*
buddy i wanted wings !till i got those mmmmmm damn things,
nov/ i don't ^*/ant 'em any more*
ifm too young to die; why'd i ever learn to fly?
that's for the eager not for me
i don't trust my luck to be picked up by a duck,
after i've crashed into the sea*
i would rather be a bellhop than a flier on a flattop
with my hand around a bottle, not a mmmmmm damn throttle '
buddy i wanted wings 'till i got those , damn things,
now i don't want 'em anymore.
i111 take the dames while the rest go down in flames
i have no desire to bfe burned*
air combat' s called romance, tdut it made me fill my pants*
i am not a fighter~i have learned*
you can have those llig fifteens and napalm all those north
koreans:
i would rather make a dog than get buggered in a hog, '
buddy i wanted wings 'till i got those i damn things,
now i don't want 'em anymore
it was colder than a whore at the chosin re servo in*
i'll take the good old u,s;a.
close air support is sport, but i£d rather stay in port;
i can think of better games to play»
i don't want to loose my jockstrap flying through a coamie
flak-trap
let the air force give them cover—i'm no fighter; i'm a lover
buddy i wanted wings 'till i got those mmmmmmm damn things
now i don't want 'em anymore*
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"ode to a hose nose pilot" x
or
"the naval air sensations"
out of the sack, four. o'clock
into the wardroom, half cooked slop
up the ladder, ready rgcm
hops delayed, wait till noon
nov'/ a brief from good old chuch
all the word except how to duck
things taking shape in one nine two
a few more words, a nervous pee
g suit, map case, survival vest
e suit, boots and old mae west
squak .igx shrieks, mart planes says al
can't use elevator, thanks a lot pal
on the flight deck, fog and rain
into the hose nose with the aid of a crane
admiral on deck, can't see the bow
launchem .boys, launchem now
a pop a groan a splt a sputter
leave the xjow, give 'er right rudder
flight leader chides, burns your ears
you've flown corsairs ten friggin' years
circle target enemy mans guns
then make twenty-five friggin' runs
back to the princeton, work all done
not a bad job with only one gun
a high a low, not too smooth
a fast a slow, long in 'the groove
back aboard, half a wreck
ass is aching, crick in neck
wing shot off, tail is missing
pants are wet, just finished pissing
to the air moan jusid slobber
to the target always clobber
give the ivian the kilx.s you've gotten
fifteen cuts :: nebba happen
out of the gear, into the sack
taxi pilot, shove it jack
then you sleep, dreads are wet
corsair hosed by a friggin» jet.
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squfldfion
hymnfll
ffghtinq squadron 19?
oh come oh and join 198
oh comb os and join one ubiety two, we're a happy baud they say,
we never do a lick op work, just ely around all day.
while others work and study hard, ahd soon ffiow old and blind,
we take to the air, without a care, and you will never mind...
chorous: you'll never mind, yowll nbv1r mind
come on and join one n|nety two, and you will never mind..
oh, you take her up and spin her, and with an awful tear,
the wings pall off, the plane wolf't ely, but you will never
care,
for in about a minute jack, another pair you'll find
you'll ely with pete and the angels sweet, and you will never
mind.
chorouss
oh, you're ear out over the ocean, your eetgine start's to spit,
you watch the prop come to a stop, the g»d damn engines' quit.
the plane won't float, and you can't swim the shore's ear behind,
oh what a dish for the crabs and pish, but you will never mind.
cjjprdus:
oh ipisoue dirty russian should shoot you down in flames,
why w&t sit there and belly*ache, and call the bastard names,
just hit the silk, it*s crkam and milk, and shortly you will find,
there is no hell, and all is well, and you will never mind.
cegroust
oh, come on and get promoted, as high as you desire,
you're really on the gravy train, when you're a navy flier,
but just about the time you^rb set for admiral, you will find,
you can't come through at sixty two, and you will never mind.
chorous:
we're just a bunch of "buzz boys", who do not give a rap,
about the blackshoe point of yiew and all that sort of cr£r,
we want ten thousand jet jobs, tee fastest of their kind,
we'll fly »em fast and they won't last, but you will never mind
chorous*
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warn 0e192,
oh, there were sl!h31m altcraift parked on tee apron,
and room for plffty more,
but buaer sats ws've cut appromtations we might have to
ply barn doors.
oh the air force says $e $on*t need a navy, the &-36 has class,
we'll keep it in the aife for twenty four hours
and win the war twice as fast.
so we*ll drink a toast to johnny cromlin, he knows tur problems
well,
if he has his way they'll increase the navy, the air farce can
go t3 ------— hand on the throttle, give her the gas, feet on
the rudders, head up your------------off we go into the empire
state
building —.—*- crash... i heat* those gentle voices calling " hey
j|e. .
dirty lil
dirty lil, dirty lil, lived up on top of garbage hill,
never bathed, never will----------hocktooiel dirty lil..
again?
another son
on the sfeps of w.o.q. crying like hell,
sits a little baby, hear that bastard yell,
some'dirty sonofabitch, who can be the father?
maybe it's you, 1'just another bastard son of one nine two..
mayday mayday mr. parker
mwoi »— in«i«imin«iimmmiiii«iw.........m..........wnniiii
■■....."i m
i turned into the pattern, to me it looked allright,
i turned into the pattern, i really wraptbd it tight,
the engine gave a sputter, the engine gave a wheeze,
mayday mayday mr. parker, spin instructions please..
ch3r0us: sing hallalujah sing hallalujah, throw a nickle on the
grass,
save a fighter pilot's ass,
sing hallalujah sing hallalujah, throw a nickle on the grass
and you'll be saved.
we went up to korea, to get into the fight,
we went up to korea, just to show our might,
the flak was black and heavy, and hit a plane or two,
mayday mayday mr. parker, now what will i do?
chorous: sing hallalujah sing hallalujah, throw a nickle on the
drum,
save another drunken bum,
sing hallalujah, sing hallalujah, throw a nickle on the drum
and you'll be saved.
we fly in worst of weather, we fly at nightime tco,
we fly into the thunderstorms, there's nothing we won't do,
but sometimes we must shudder, and sometimes we just itch — to
yell
mayday mayday mr packer where»s teat panic switch?
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"ode to a hose nose pjlot"
oft
"the maval air setsisavons"
out of the sack, four o'clock:,
into the wardroom, half cooke*} slop
up the ladder, ready room \
hops delayed, wait/till noon
now a brief from good old cfioch
all the word except how to duck
things taking shape in one nine two
a few more words, a nervous pee
g suit, map case, survival vest
e suit, boots and old mae west
sqjjak box shrieks, man plaices says al •
can't use elevator, thanks a lot pal
on the flight deck, fog mid rain
ini'o the hose nose with the aid of a crane
admiral on deck, can't see the bow
launchem rsoys, launchem now
a pop a groan a splt a sputter
leave the bow, give 'er right rudder
flight leader chides, burns your ears
you've flow corsairs ten friggin' years
circle target enemy mans guns
then make twenty-five friggin' runs
back i'o the princeton, work all done
not a bad job with only one gun
a high a low, not too smooth
• a fast a slow, long in the groove
back aboard, half a wreck
ass is aching, crick in neck
wing shot off, tail is missing
pants are wet, just finished pissing
to the air mom and slobber
to the target always clobber
give the iian the kili,s you' ve gotten
fifteen cuts :: nicbba happen
out of tee gear, into the- sack
taxi pilot, shove it jack
then you sleep, dreams are wet
corsair hosed by a friggin' jet.
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first anniversary
when i vl£ young an). in hjt prihe
and used fo do it all the tfijel,
idt father came xilb s^id to me,
son, don't ever go to sea*
but being young i didn't stop
and trt w<understand iff pop.
tkst&jd of being safe and sane
i thought i'd learn to fly a flaws
so with tr'.t clan both young and b-o-l-d
i &jrne2) iffnavt tjings of gold,
tjhen i came home frok 'torld ylr tito
i wasn't sure just tthat to do.
but doyjn inalameda they had a pun
that sounded good to any kan.
*je'd fly a little and t;.lk a lot
and sit around the coffee pot.
tjs'd speak of things like plakbs and dakes
and pl,y sous acsy duecy gaji3s.
at homes he'd tell of things !ffi«d learned
«kd extra honey tie ejj earned.
the pljj has good, to good to match
vie should have known there'd be a a.tch.
the trap w£ set, '..e took the e.it,
we .,11. found out, but just too l.te.
vffi'd signed our fties, the navy hi j) us,
vjs'rs all reserves on active status
and as i sit here far. at sea
and look at poor dajjned fools like ite
i count the d..ys till i'll go hois,
and st.jit a family of iff o0n.
and then '.then i am old and gray,
and just can't do it once a day
i'll t2ll my son vjho's in his frbie,
and ilnts to do it .xl the tee:
it isn't old ags that did this to me,
it ijas just one tour with one nine three.
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att^fek sqtyjrqk $tt ninety fivs
song sheet
i wmm wings
i wanted wings 'till i got those 4,-6 damn things,
now i donft want 'em any more*
they taught me how to fly, then they brought m here to die
i've had a belly full of war*
i would rather take perdition than to fly another mission;
distinguished flying crosses never compensate for losses-<•
buddy i wanted wings 'till i got those , damn things,
now i don't want *em any more*
i'm too young to die; why'd i ever learn to fly?
that' s for the eager not for me
i don't trust my luck to be picked up by a duck,
after i've crashed into the sea,
i would rather be a bellhop than a flier on a flattop
with my hand around a bottle, not a mmmmmm damn throttle '
buddy i wanted wings 'till i got those . damn things,
now i don't want 'em anymore*
i'll take the dames vdiile the rest go down in flames
i have no desire to bte burned*
air combat' s called romance, but it made me fill my pants*
i am not a fighter-—i have learned*
you can have those llig fifteens and napalm all those north
koreans:
i would rather make a dog than get buggered in a hog, *
buddy i wanted wings 'till i got those , damn things,
now i don't want »em anymore
it was colder than a whore at the chosin reservoin*
i'll take the good old u*s;a#
close air support is sport, but im ratter stay in port;
i can think of better games to play.
i don't want to loose my jockstrap flying through a commie
flak-trap
let the air force give them cover—i1 m no fighter; i'm a lover
buddy i wanted wings 'till i got those damn things
now i don't want 'em anymore*
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mocking bird hjlt,
early in the morning before its daylight
m climb in our corsairs to go north and fight
the admiral who sent us is back in the ra(st
and tton't give a damn if vte never get back
(chorus)
pucker up, push it over, and salvo your load
fire-jall that ole "u" bird and hit for the road
the commies are firing, the flak is right buck
but tk're all determined vffi»bb gonna get b^ck.
me turn to the left, and tie turn to the right
our only hope being they can't track our flight
now head for the ocean and head for tt fast
for right off our left 'jhig t3 see a big blist.
not/ we're over the ocean but skoche on the gas
you i^y not get back to your nipponese lass
so lean back your mixture and set your turns 107
vffi'll all have a p/itty at the gftind kyoto.
nat vffi're off to the island of s^ki and pearls
so let's drink a toast to those almond-eyed girls
raise up your glasses, let's drink eight or ten
its'vs. been here before and tffi'll be hers again.
not; it's b;,ck to korea to ole k-is
to get our frag orders from jig oboe king
the railcut5-. are hairy, the close air he pins
tjs'll keef up that rain dance till tie hear brandy-
tune.
42
,cjore/jr&mlhe sky
li the bureau looked around and saw vf-193
they've lots of spunkto fly a jurtk and prove ^conotiiy
t they took our toys* our pride and joys arid gave us
third-repair* '
we wondered what this thing w&s^ the handbook said corsair.
chorus:
yippee yi yay, yippee yi fo^
corsairs in the spyi
2# theytfre old^ theyf^e felbw^ though they still go
they've lost theif sfek appeal•
to fly a jet is quite a sweat unless you know a wheel '
the ad1 s fine just too devine and yet we still must fly,
corsairs in the sky*
3# the paint is worn, the fabrics torn,
the wings bent out of shape •
the mags won't check---but what the heck,
she111 fly for one more scrape.
the belly^tank is leaking, but we don't give a damn
we'll patch it up as good as new--*--
with a pabst blue ribbon can.
4* the air force sez their shooting star1 s
the work horse of the war.
now, we don't like to argue but
we think they've gone too far,
compared to our old corsair
yes, every nut and bolt
their shiny-new f-80
is just a tiny colt.
5* now you may think from what we've said
that we don't like our plane
to keep the darn thing flying
gives us many ackes and pains*
though built for ancient warfare
and many call it junk
give someone else your pity,
we love this tired, old .'•
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m flaps at all
come listen iff qhilbref
come listen to he
i»ll tell you a story»t«tjtll f±ll you tflth glee
it tells of a pl|ot
so handsoiie and tall
who tried to take off t/ith no flaps at all
chorus:
no flaps at all; no flaps1 at all
•tide open throttles^ but m flaps at all
he uete to his "u^'bird to look at his load
two napalk with uing bombs, 'bout all it tduld hold
he s^id to hbself "i've got lot on the ball."
"i'm sure i can take off vjith no flaps at all
chorus:
he liovsd kis pljffi out to the end of the strip
4000 foot run-li* with never a dip
he checked t.ith the totjer and heard the voice wlzil
no uind, you can't take off with no flips at ^ll
chorus:
our hero was cocky, kb ego was hurt
for what was the word of an ignorant squirt
"he's probably a seaman, knot's nothing at all
i know i can take off with no flaps at all."
chorus:
he poured on the throttle and lines up with care
gave the flap handle an arrogant glare
then on the radio we heard him call
how to do scrambling with no flaps at all
&:•>"■'':. -
at the end of the runwaf-mth no speed to spare
he pulled back the stick, staggered into the air
about 50 feet up he went into a stall
and when he hit the deck he had no flaps at all
(chorus)
the pilot was handsque, but now he is dead
it must r.ve been stuffy vjhere he had his head
but he should be happy that his tds had come
he might have been sent to one nine three.
37
pranoe and johnnie
prankie and johnhie were lovers, oh lordy hof they could love
swore to be true to each othjr just as true as t# stars above
he was her man, but he done her wrong
prankie went dow to the baroom to buy her 4 bucke? os* beer
satd to the old bartender has that man op mine* been here
he was my mm but hers doing mb wrong
\
ain't gonna tell you no story, ain?t gonna tell you no ltb
joffilitie was in about an hour ag9 with a gal named nellie bligh
he was your man but he's doin you wrong
prankie, see went to her bedroom, she didn't go back there por
pun
she reached under her pillow, got out her old 44 gun
she's huntin' her man, 'cause he's going her wrong
prankie went down to the cathouse, rang the old front door 3bll
saidi come out op there all you chippies, or i'll blow you all to
eell
i want my man, he's a do in' me wrong
prankie looked over the transom, and there to eer (seat surprise
lying in bed was johnnie a.'&ovin nellie bligh
he was her man, but he's doin' her wong
prankie pulled back her kimona, pulled out her old 44
rotty toot toot that gal did shoot right through that hardwood
door
she shot her man, 'cause he was doin' her wrong
roll me over easy, roll me over slow
roll me over on my left side, 'cause my right side hurts me so
i was eer man, but i done her wrong
roll out your rubeer tire carriage, roll out your rubbm tire
carriage
takin' my man to the slave yard and i, ain't a goin« to bring him
he was my ms but ee done me wrong
they took prankie down to the jailhouse, locked her behind a big
iron door
she said that man op mine was cheatin' on me but he ain't gonna
do.
it no more
he was my man but he done me wrong
gopher song
we are the gopher boys, we always gopher girls
they never gother us, we have to go por them
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nancy brow
ih the hills 01": "west vtaginny lived darlin' nancy bsowb
the cutest little maiden ik country or lti *ctmlj
bow nancy and ffie deacon took a walk one day at noon
went my up in the mountains but she came back very soon
she came eollen' dow the mdunttn, rollin* down the mount ain
rollin' dow the ^ouniain by the dam
for she did not give the deacon the thrill that he was seekin1
teen along come a cowboy with his fancy snaps and frills
he took our little nancy away up in tee hills
she cams roll in' down the mountain, rollin' down tee mountain
rollin' down the mountain by the shack
eos despite the cowboy's urgin' she still remained a virgin
and remained as pure as grandpa's apple jack
al&ng come a city slicker with his hundred dollar bills
took nancy in his pacmrd away up in the hills
she stayed up in tee mountains, stayed up in the mountains
she stayed up in tee mountains all that night
she cams home next morning early. more a woman than a girlie
and her pappy kicked the hussy out op sight
now she's litih' in the city, livin' in the city
livin' in the city doin« swell
and her life's all beer and skittles and she dines on fancy
vittles
and the west virgimy hills can go to hell
along came the big depression, and the slicker lost his pants
ee lost his great big packard car and also little nance
now she's back up in tee mountains, back up in the mountains
and the cowboy and tee deacon get tee thing that teey were seekin*
and s3e*s notkin' but a west v3rginny wore
evening in october
'twas an evening in october and i was par prom sober
i was walking down tee street with manly pride
when my feet began to flutter i pell into the gutter
and a pic- come u? and lay down by my side
and he warbled it's fair weather when good friends get together
and a lady passing by was heard to say
you can tell a man who boozes by the company he chooses
so tee pig got up and slowly walked away,
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i just pallid jjlp.. teh, you that i*m rugged but right
i just called up to tell you that i'm hugged but right
a gamblin* toman a ramblin' woman drum every night
i got a porter house steak three times a day for my board
which is more than any ordinary gal can afford
i got a big electric fan to keep me cool mile i sleep
a big handsome man to play around at my feet
i'm a ramblin' woman a gamblin' woman drunk every night
and i just called up to tell you that i'm ragged but right
i just called up to tell you that i'm ragged but right
a gamblin' woman a ramblin' woman drunk every night
i've got the hips that sank the ships of england, france and peru
and if your'e like napoleon it's your waterloo
i'll take a fifteen minute intermission in your v-8
i'd like to make it longer but i got a late date
my motto is sin be gone with the wind, let's breeze it tonight
i just called up to tell you that i'm rugged but right
minnie the mermaid
many's the night i spent with minnie the mermaid
down around the bottom of the sea
dow among the corals where see lost eer morals
gee but she was good to me
now ashes to ashes and dust to dust
there were two twin beds and in only one of them us
now you can easily see she's not my mother
because my mother's forty-nin3
and you can easily see she's not my sister
'cause i'd never show my sister such a hell of a good time
and you can easily see she's not my sweetie
'cause my sweeties too refined
she's just a slip of a kid who didn't care what she did
she's just a personal friend of mine
down by the bqathouse, a personal friend of mine
whlfi'endoff song
to a table down at mories to the place where looie dwells
to the dear old temple bar we love so well
sing the whiffendoffs assembled with their glasses raised on high
and the magic of the "is singing casts a spell
yes the magic of their singing all the songs we love so well
shall i h&siing and mavourneen and tee rest
we will serenade our louie while life and voice shall last
and then we'll pass and be forgotten with the rest
we're poor little lambs who have lost our way, bah, bah, bah
we are little black sheep sho have gone astray bah, bah, bah
gentlemen songsters off on a shtss, tsamked fsm -here. to- efrmttray
god have mercy on such as we, eah, bah, bah.
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the chandler's shop
(the thing) """"
a man vent into a chandler's shop some matches for to buy
..nd very surprised was he to find nobody could he spy
then as he turned upon his heel and toward the door he sped
he heard the sound of a * * * right above his head
he heard the sound of a * * * right above his head
now this young man was a bold young man so up the stairs he
sped
.ind very surprised vias he to find the chandler's wife in bed
beside her lay a handsome man of very considerable size
they were hating a * * * right before his eyes
they were hating a * * * right before his eyes
now when the fun was over and done the maiden raised her head
iind very surprised was she to find this young man by her bed
oh if you keep my secret sir if you will be so king
then you may drop in for a * * * whenever you feel inclined
then you may dttop in for a * * * yvhenever you feel inclined
now marixied men take my advtce whenever yov're out of town
con't let your wife do as she likes be sure to tie her down
you never can tell what thoughts. may be in back of her
innocent mind
she may be hating a * * * whenever she feels inclines)
she may be having a * * * whenever she feels inclined
doodle lee do
do it to me what you did to marie
last saturday night, saturday night
i know it was swell cause i heard marie yell
last saturday night, saturday night
it's the busiest thing there isn't much so it
all you got to do is to doodle lee do it
do it to me v.u^t you did to marie
on the sofa last saturday night
dc it some more what you did to l3n0he
last saturday night, saturday night
first you caressed her then you undressed her
saturday night, last saturday night
it's the easiest thing there isn't much to it
all you got to do is to doodle lee dj it
dc it some more what you did to lenore
cn the sofa last saturday night
sweet sally jones went out with a show
called doodle lee do} doodle lee do
she mitde a hit by doing her bit
called doodls, lee uos doodle lee do
twenty a week was all therhi was to it
all bhe hal> to uo was to doodle lee do it
she bought a rolls-royce but not with her voice
shf- ajj-tx) locale lea..di)oiilr..leit i»0
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doodle lee do (con't)
please play for me that sweet melody
called doodle lee do, duodle lee do
i like the rest but the one i like best
is doodle lee do, doodle lee do
the simplest thing there isn't much to it
0 love it so whenever i go
i just doodle lee doodle lee do
hamburg show
hey hey where fe goin?
we're goin' to the hamburg show, to see the lion and the
wild king
through fair and stormy weather, we'll all stick together
♦cause ve're gonna see the vvhole show torough
1aell, well the gangs all here the gang's all here
vbat the hell do ve care, damn it the hell if we don't care
hail, hail the gang's all here what the hell do we care now
hey hey have ygu seen bedelia the diving girl
see does the two, two, two «nd a half off the tv/o twenty
into a d.*mp kleenex, hey, hey where we goin?
chorus:::
hey, hey have you seen the spotted hyena
he has 365 spots one for every d*y in the year
what's thi.t lady, what does he do on leap-year
lift up his tail, lift up his tail hey, hey where we goin'
chorus:::
have you sem the stripped giraffe
his neck is so long that everytb3e he blinks his eye he
jacks himself off, hey, hey, where we goin'
chorus:::
have you seen ophelia the dancin' girl
she shakes from her ankles to her calves, from her calves to
her knees
from her knees to her thights from her thights to her hold
it , hol—d it
hey, hey, where we goin*
chorus:::
hey ball players you don't have to knock 'em off
you only have to knock 'em over. i c*n't win
i c«n only lose i just play because i love the g«me
chorus:::
a sleepy l^trens
(sleepy l^goon)
a sleepy l^trene, a pastoral scene, *nd tv/0 at a basin
the job isn't fun, the mirror is one ycu c^n't see your
fi*ce in
the lighting is bad, it's driving you mad, that's half of
it brother
the farther you go, the fisst thiko you know,
you're -sh^umft-jbuch qthee.
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a sleepy latrene (conjt)
a sleepy l.teene, where vje ^ll convene to help stop inflation
vi/e 'do our p.ist support an ox-c^rt for korean salvation
it's not much to give, for they gotta live
but ouh production would flower
if old harry t. would sit here with me one hour
i ain't got no use for the women
.....■' »".....■ «#*mmimh >m i .............. mii <■ ■■ .......
)■ ■*■■■.......wi i.....i mi. mini....... mi i ii i.....
i ain't got no use for the women, a true one can never be
found
they'll use a man for his money, when it's gone they'll turn
kim down
they're all alike at the bottom, selfish, and grasping for
all
they'll stick by a man when he's winning, and laugh in his
face at his fall
i once knew a young cowpuncher, honest and upright and
square
but he turned to a hard shootin' gunman and a wdman put him
there
he fell in with evil companions, the kind th^t are better off
dead
when a gijffiler insulted her picture and he filled him full
of lead
all through that long night they chased him, thru mesq.uite and
tall chapperell
and i couldn't help think of her picture when i saw him
pitch and fall
if she'd been the pal she should have, he might have been
raising a son
instead of out in the paririe, to die 3y a rangers gun
de-ath's sharp sting did not trouble his chances for life
were too slim
but where they were putting his body was all that worried
him
he lifted his he#£> on his elbow the blood from his wound
ran red
he looked at his pals grouped around him ^nd this is what he
said
bury me out on the pararie, where the cvyotes howx over my
grave
bury me out on the prairie but from them my bones please
save
wrap me up in my blanket and bury me deep in the ground
cover me over with boulders of granite huge and round
so we buried him out on the prairie where the coyotes they
howl o'er his
and his soul is now a resting from the unking cut she gave
and m^ny mother young puncher, ~s he rides p.ist that pile
of stones
rec^lls-^ a- similar fomam, ^nb thinks. of hiasbteuleffilrin'
bones
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pusan "u"
we tobe roaming 'round the g6untry side t'was dow near pusan bay
we stopped into a 10cal bar to pass the time away
i met a girl who said howd do, she hailed prom old ciin-jtj
i asked her what her school was she said «ol pusan tj
chorus:
oh pusan u, 0 pdsan tj,
the finest school in all the land. the university that's grand
oe pusan u, oh ptj5an u,
i hail my alma mater, to you, oh pusan u
in enrolled in that great college, founded by kim pac su
»t*!as built of honey buckets, so they named it pusan u
the smell it was terrific but i struggled through
so now i lift this glass to the school of pusan u
chorus:::
i saw a girl most beauthful, she was a sight to view
see won a beauty contest, and was crowned miss pusan u
they spotted her in hollywood, now she's a star there t80
wfm a5£ld to what she owed her fame, see says oh pusan u
ce0kv3;;:
0 pusm u, oh pusan u, your course is good for engineers
"a" fpai3s, ox-carts pulled by steers
oh pit as u, oh pusan u
1 hail my alma mater, to you oh pusan u
the 3-3s
(the battle hymn of the republic)
the b-36 it flies at 40, 000 feet
the s-3s it plies at 40,000 feet
the b-3s it flies at 40,000 feet
but it only drops a tesnsee, weensey bomb
tons and tons of ammunition
tons and tons of ammunition
but it only drops a teensey weensey bomb
the pb4--y it flies at 3000 feet
the pl4-y it flies at 3000 feet
the pb4-y it flies at 3000 feet
but it only drops a teensey, weensey depth charge
tons and tons of aviation gasoline
tons and tons of aviation gasoline
tons and tons of aviation gasoline
but it only drops a teensey, webnsey depth charge
cool
i'm as cool as the tip of an eskimo's tool
i'm as cool as a fish in a frozen pool
cool as a pane of frosted glass
cool as the bri¥gk a&nohd a solas bear's ass
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shanty tow
it's only a shanty in my own back yard
with little holes and big holes and the seats abe so hahd
there's a cresent on the door, sears-rsebuck on the floor
cobwebs 0:7 tj1 3lilifg prifg back memories of yore
as i sit there a thifiihg, i pkhlj. like a king
it'3 moite thaw a v30sis it!3 ky iterything
though xt's l0l'3y with flies, still it's my paradise
the shanty in my own back yard
3e5rjhs a seaety in tee toot on a little plot of ground
wi2z the coze: grass growht' alt, arcund, all abound
and the £001 ;ri 20 jtaduv wr5 that xt 'itmbles to the ground
jus* a 'itmt3lj3 dc^tj seaijk aed it's built ¥ay back
abo'"jt tu5sty-fi7e feex from tee hai1h0ad track
l ewers 03 my mitsd most all 0» tee time
keeps callin me back to my little grass shack
i'd be jidt as sassy as haile s alas see hp i were a king
put my boots cist tall read the weitin* on the wall
and it votjuss' t jfean a thiitr not a god damned thing
te3rb' s a §p.ot waitih*. tljfiib iii a rockin' chair
just flowin' her to? on gaitor's beer
i'm lookin' all around and i'm truck in on dow
' cause i gotta get back to my shanty town
cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
©nce* i was happy and had xgood life'
rad enough money to last me for lq'e
i met with a gal and ¥e went on a spree
she taught me to smoke and to drink whiskey
chorus::{
cigarettes and whiskey and wild, wild women
they'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
cigarettes and whiskey and wild wild women
cigarettes is a blot on tee whole human race
a man is a monkey with one in his face
here's my definition believe me dear brother
a fire on one end and a fool on tee other
chorus:::
brother repent «r they'll write on your grave
to wfmeir and whiskey here lies a poor slave
take warnin' dear stranger take warnin' dear friend
they'll write in big letters these words at the end.
chorus:;:
moshi-moshi
moshi-moshi an-o-ne, an-o-ns, an-o-ne
moshi-moshi an-o-ne, ah so desu-ka
suk»shi pom-pom. takusan yen, takusan yen, takusan yen
sira>s-4.t..-2qm_pcair ..baedsah im^ toi<i, sata? v.d«
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early abort
mmmmmwm.....i ■—mw^«*
my n^me is gdr parker and i'm leader of the group
if you will step into my den i'll give you all the poop
i'll tell you where the commies are and v here the flak is
black
i'll be the first one off the be£k and i'll be the first
one back
chorus:
early abort, avoid the rush exirly abort avoid the rush
early abort avoid the rush, oh the raggedy ass group is
on parade
my name is ace parker and i lead 192
and if we go on rail cuts, my boys will follow through
but if you say kowon, i'll tell you what i will do
get in your plane and go ahead, and i'll v.ait here for you
chorus:
i'm sure you've heard of the flying curcus, ^nd the things
they do
but if you'll come down to the line, you'll see they*re far
from true
the pilots they are ready, but let their skipper shout
and all- those bast^rds yell at once, my mags they won't
checkout. chorus:::
and then i'm sure you knoy, of the lexers in the staff
at night topside you can hear kow well they l^ugh
with words they fight a hell of a war, they s^y they wanta
go too
but just you give them half a chance and here's what they
will do chorus:::
oh i fly the f4-u the vought people say it's great
but when it comes to fightin migs, those bent-wings just
don't rate
i was born to be a fighter, to grapple in the blue
but if it comes to fightin' migs, i'll tell you what i will
do chorus:::
not when this war is over and we're back in the u.s.a.
we'll fly the planes in all war gwsffis and do what the
admirals say
but if we have another war and they give us the f4u
to hell with all the admirals staffs, here's what we're
gonna do chorus:::
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there are no fighter pilots down in hell
oh there are no fighter pilots down in hell
there are no fighter pilots down in hell
the place is full of queers* navigators,, bombadiers,
but there are no fighter pilots down in hell
oh there are no air force p*ilots in the fray
there are no air force pilots in the fray
they're all in uso's, wearing ribbons and fancy clothes
and there are no air force pilots in the fray
oh there are no marine pilots in the scrap
there are no navy pilots in the scrap
they're all in boq's reading bureau aero nevjs
and there are no navy pilots in the scrap
there is no "flying circus" down belov,
oh there is no "flying circus" down belov;
they're all up in the stars making love to v.r's
and there is no "flying circus"dovvn below
sidney special
monday i touched her on the ankle
tuesday i touched hsr on the knee
and vednesday with success i lifted up her dress
and thursday her chemise gor' blimey
friday i put my hand upon it
saturday she gave me balls a tweak
and it was sunday after supper i slipped the 'bole thing up her
and now i'm payin' seven bob a week, gor' blimey
i don't want to be a soldier
i don't ft ant to go to v.ar
i'd rather hang around piccadilly underground
livin' off the earnin's of a class lady
don't want a bullet up ms arss-hole
don't viant me buttocks shot away
i would rather be in england
in jolly, jolly england
a-rogerin' me bloomin* life avvay, gor' blimey
call out the army and the navy
call out the riink and the file
call out the bloody teri<it0rials
they'll face d.jjg3r with a siille, gor' bliiviey
call out the members of the old brigade
they'll keep england free
you can call upon my brother
my sister and my mother
but for christ's sake don't call mb
every evening after dark (humorsswue)
every evening after dark, i goose the stiitues in the pabk
if sherman's horse c«n take. it so can you
passengers will please refrain from flushin* toilets
vhile the train is standing in the station, i love you
st attok ■ ilisfekh, . he's ■ quite fussy. sj»ys it.maxes
the.station
messy
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$f£8lifoflhff .iefore christmas
tvas the night before christmas and all through the ship,
not a snifter was guzzled, not even a nip;
for the captain had spoken, his words did imply,
all drink is verboten, this ship will be dry,
the crew were all tucked away in their beds,
and visions of egg nogs danced in their heads;
their stockings were hung for hope still ran high
that good old st. nick would not pass them by.
but dueling the night, tee jolly old fellow,
with sled piled high with spirits so mellow;
had run off eis course when a storm did arise,
and all sight of the ship was lost to his eyes.
so when in the morning and to their chagrin,
the crew spied th1r stockings no bourbon or gin,
their spirits were dampened, the yule outlook black,
by a cruel wist of fate wepv been stabbed in the back.
their feelings were bitter, their hearts bitter too,
a protest arose from tee unhappy crew.
what zjm) of christmas without christmas cheer?
not e'/in a shot of wine or warm stale beer.
and when in the depths of their sorrow and woo,
a voice suddenly spoke, ttto g.q,. you go".
they knew they'd been reached, neglected, accursed,
"merry christmas to all and to all a good thirst" .
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first anniversary
when i was young md lm my prime
and used -do do it ali, the time
^y father came and said to me,
son, don't ever go to sea.
but being young i didn't stop
and try to understand my pop.
instead of being safe mld sane
i thought i'd learn to ely a plane.
so with that clan both young and b-g-l-d
i earned my navy wings of gold.
when i came hoivle from world war two
i wasn't sure just what to do.
but down in akron they had a plan
that sounded good to -any man.
we'd fly a little and talk a lot
and sit around the coffee pot.
we'd speak of chiwgs like planes *sq dame
and play some acey duecy games.
at homes we'd tell of things we'd learned
and extra money we had earned.
the plan was good, to good to katcfl
we should iiave known there'd be a catch.
the trap was set, we took the bait,
we all found out, but just to late.
we'd signed our names, the navt had us,
were all reserves on active status.
and as 13 sit here far at sea
and look at poor damned fools like me.
i count the days till i'll go home,
mid start a family of my own.
and -then when i am old and gray,
and just can't do it once a day
i'll tell my son wuo's in his prime,
and wants to do it all the time.
it isn't old age that did this to me,
it was just one tour with one nine two.