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Compiled aboard USG CORAL SEA
WEST PAG CHUISS 1971-72
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call out the corps .,..,.,,.,,..,....,18
■:. this stick of mine cuts and
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fighter puke. ,...,,...,.,,....,.,„,,, 9
7, THE INTRUPEH PATTLE HYHN GEE, BUT
I WANT TO GO KOKE,.....,.,..21
8, SAKMY SPALL (PEA VERSION) GLOPY,
GLORY MARTI N-BAKSR. ,.....,,,..1?
9, LIGHTER DUKE '
GREAT BLOODY WHEEL, THE,,......,,,.,.2?
1-0. NAPALM ALWAYS STICKS TO HIPPIE? HORSE SHIT,
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f', KILL V.C. FOP CHPIST I
LOVE MY WIFE„,.........,____.„.,,.,, 4
'J?., A 6 LA PENT
I NTPUDEIt BATTLE HYMN, THE,..,,,..,.,. ?
!?. CALL OUT TnF AP,-!\ \aL- 'j.Vi.-J in"AVY I
WANTED WINGS..,,..,,...,,.,..,,,,., lfi
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1% CUTS AND GUTS
MARY ANN BARNES,,,,,..,,....,.......,26
■j\ 1 PANTED WINGS
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ALWAYS STICKS TO HIPPIES,,____10
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NELLY DARLING. „.,.,.....,,..,,,..,«..1Q
19. NELLY PAPPiKG
NO BALLS AT ALL,...,,.....,,,,.,,,,,.28
20, 0UP COLONEL
OLD NUMBER NINE,,,,..............,,..14
P' , GPP BUT I PANT TO GO HOPE OUR
"COLONEL,, .,,,...,«,,,.....,.,,,,,20
27. SALLY
SALLY,.,..,,,,,,.,,.,,.,,,..,.,..,,,.22
Zs. ADELINE SCHPIPT
SAMMY SMALL,..,,.,,..,.,,,,,..,,,.,., 6
'^4, HC^SE SHIT
SAMMY SHALL (SEA VERSION),..,,,,..... ..#
"p, SHIT POT i-'CP KPPAT
SHIT HOT FHOM KORAT....,,,,,... ,*» rP^
PP. PAr;Y ANY; DAPN'D'
SHIP COEAL SEA, THE,.,,,,, .„**••.■'.'*, ,,... 3
r: - THE GREAT BLOODY PHEPL THIS
STICK OF MINE,,..,,,,,,,,,.,,.„, 5
Pc. PO BALLS AT ALL
UNITED STATES MARINES, THE.,,,..,,,,. 1
THE UNITED STATES MARINES (l)
Who held the frigging place that they called Khe Sanh,
That they called Khe Sanh9 that they called Khe Sanhc
Who held the frigging place, while the generals all saved face,,„,
THE UNITED STATES MARINES1
Who bombed out power plants in downtown Hanoi9
In downtown Hanoi9 in downtown Hanoic
Who bombed out power plants0 while the Air Force shit their pants„*„
THE UNITED STATES MARINES 1
Who took it up their asses down in Haiphong^
Down in Haiphong, down in Haiphong0
Who took it up their asses,, while the Navy watched through
glasses,, *9
THE UNITED STATES MARINES!
Who led the bloody slaughter in Hue City',
In Hue City, in Hue City*
Who led the bloody slaughter9 while old Johnson walked on water0„*
THE UNITED STATES MARINES1.
Who found it bloody going on armed recce°s9
On armed recce*s5 on armed recce's0
Who found it bloody going,, while the Tech Reps raked the dough
inee„
THE UNITED STATES MARINES!
And when it's almost done in Southeast Asia*
In Southeast Asia„ in Southeast Asia,
They said;, "Itss so much fun", so frig 'em all but onePft*
THE UNITED STATES MARINES!
MOVIN' ON (2)
I can see the blip of an NVA truck9 Ho Chi's driver doesn't give
a fuckj
He's movin* ong he'll soon be gone?
He's burnin' gas^ he?s haulin' ass9 he's movin' on0
Good old truck movin9 down the track0 thinks he's safe with a
little bit of flakf
He9s movin* onff he'll soon be gone?
When we catch old Ho Chi°s man he'll be movin' onc
Here come the trucks movin' through the pass, 37's shootin* at
our A6's ass$
We're movin8 on, We'll soon be gone?
Honey bucket's turned over in the road9 we're movin' on,
The old trucker thought that he'd get through9 'til we socked his
ass with a Rockeye II;
He's movin' on9 He111 soon be gone?
He crashed and burned,, 'fore be hit the turn9 he's movin' on9
The old flak sites were feelin' mean, 'til we stitched their ass
with our big machine?
We're movin' on, We'll scon be gone5
We start to stitch and they really bitch, we're movin9 on,„
Oh.j the Lord above was eatin' beans, that's how He made US
Marines 1
We're movin' on? We'll soon be gone?
They say we smell, but we fight like Hell, we're movin' on0
THE SHIP CORAL SEA (3)
We come on the ship CORAL SEA9
My B/N and me„
Around Olongapo town we did roam0
Drinkin1 all nighty got into a fights
Now I feel so break-up;
I want to go "bomb,
Hoist up the CORAL SEA anchor*,
To Yankee Station let's go?
Call Captain Harris aboard9
I want to go bomb,,
I want to go bomb0
I want to go kill9
Lordj, I feel so break-up j
I want to go kill0
The Air Boss he got tanked,,
The flight schedule it got canxedi
The Cat Officer had to put his
shuttles away0
I want to go bomb9
I want to go kill\
Lordp I feel so break-up1
I want to go kill0
"Creature-Feature" is our CAG0
Hees got it all in one bag!
He displays a wsense of urgency",
coming aboard0
Don't want to divert9
My feet in the dirt,
Lord? I feel so break-up?
I want to look good0
O'er Tchepone they hose our tits9
They really give us the shits?
The 3?9s try to blast our
assholes away,
I want to go bombp
I want to go kill\
Lord., I feel so break-up?
I want to go kill,
I LOVE MY WIFE (4)
I love my wife, yes I do^ yes I do
I love her truly0
I love the hole that she pisses through,
I love her titsff tiddly its, tiddly-its
And her nut-brown assholee
I'd eat her shit - gobblep gobble,
Chomp9 chomp
With a rusty spoon,
THIS STICK OF MINE (5)
I keep a close watch on this stick of mine,
I keep my eyes wide open all the time!
He lets the ball go red most all the time^
He'll kill us both9 that stick of mine,
I keep a close watch on this blip of mine?
He keeps his head in the boot most all the time?
He lets those MIGs come sneaking up behind*
He8ll kill us both;, that blip of mine0
I find it very-g very easy to get trapped^
By the Barrel and his quiet line of Crap-;
He calls for "attitude" when the ball is lowp
He?ll kill us all, that LSOe
SAMMY SMALL (6)
Oh9 my name is Sammy Small
Fuck fem alla
Oh, my name is Sammy Small
Fuck °em all,
Oh, my name is Sammy Small
And Ic ve only got one ball
But it's better than none at all
So9 fuck 'em all0
Oh9 they say I killed a man
Fuck *em all,
0hf they say I killed a man
Fuck fi em'.all a
They say I shot him dead
With a piece of fucking lead
Through his silly fucking head
Well, fuck •em all,
They say I'm gonna swing
Fuck cem all,
They say I'm gonna swing
Fuck 'em all,
They say I°m gonna swing
From a piece ©f fucking string
What a silly fucking thing
So9 fuck °eut allc
The parson he will come
Fuck ° em all0
The parson he will come
Fuck eem all0
The parson he will come
With his tales of kingdom come
He can shove them up his bung
So9 fuck *em all*
The hangman wears a mask
Fuck °em all0
The hangman wears a mask
Fuck vem all,
The hangman wears a mask
For his silly fucking task
What a silly fucking ass
Sop fuck cem all„
The sheriff will be there too
Fuck *em all*
The sheriff will be there too
Fuck 8em all,
The sheriff will be there too
With his silly fucking crew
They've got fuck all else to do
So3 fuck 'em all,
(Softly and with feeling)
I saw Molly in the ciowd0 fuckin9 fem all
I. saw Molly in the crowd0 fuckin0 fem all
I saw Molly in the crowd and I felt so fucking proud
I stood up and yelled out loud "FUCK °EM ALL!!!"
THE INTRUDER BATTLE HYMN (?)
We fly our Intruders at ten-thousand fucking feet,
We fly our Intruders through the rain and snow and sleet,
And though we think we're flying south, we're flying fucking
north,
And we made our fucking landfall on the Firth of fucking Forth!
CHORUSi Glory, Glory, Hallelujah.
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah,
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah,
On the Firth of fucking Forth! (insert last line of each verse)
We fly those Intruders at fuck all thousand feet,
We fly those Intruders through the trees and corn and wheat*
Though we think we fly with skill, we fly with fucking luck,
But we don*t give a fucking damn or care a fucking fuck,
We fly those Intruders at ten-thousand fucking feet,
We fly those Intruders through the rain and snow and sleet,
And though we think we're flying up, we're flying fucking down,
And we bust our fucking asses when we hit the fucking ground,
SAMMY SMALL (SEA VERSION) (8)
Oh, come round us fighter pilots, Fuck 'em all
Oh, come round us fighter pilots, Fuck 'em all
Oh, the RHINOS fly the plane
Through the flak and through the rain,
And tomorrow we'll do it again,
So, fuck 'em all,
Oh, they tell us not to think, Fuck 'em all
Oh, they tell us not to think, Fuck 'em all
Ohs they tell us not to think*
Just to dive and just to jink,
Tricky Dick's a goddamn fink,
So* fuck *em all,
Oh, we bombed Mu Gia pass,Fuck °em all
Oh5 we bombed Mu Gia pass,Fuck fem all
Oh? we bombed Mu Gia pass
Though we only made one pass
They really stuck it up our ass
So t fuck fem all
0hf we're on an Alpha Strike, Fuck 'em all
Oh, we're on an Alpha Strike, Fuck 'em all
Oh, they sent the whole damn wing,
Probably half of us will sing,
What a silly fucking thing,
So, fuck 'em all,
0h? we lost our fucking way, Fuck 'em all
0h„ we lost our fucking way, Fuck 'em all
0h9 we bombed goddamn Hanoi,
Killed every fucking girl and boy,
What a goddamn fucking joy!
So, fuck 'em all,
Oh, our bird got all shot up, Fuck fem all
0h? our bird got all shot up, Fuck 'em all
Oh, our bird it did get shot,
And I think we'll cry a lot,
But I think that it's Shit Hot!
So, fuck fem all,
While we're swinging in our chutes, Fuck 'em all
While we're hanging in our chutes,-Fuck 'em all
While W6're tangled in our chutes
Comes these silly fucking toots
Hangs some medals on our roots
So9,,FUCK 'EM ALL!11
FIGHTER PUKE (9)
CHORUSs
A6 crews are a special breeds
Drop the bombs when you have the need?
When you're backed up against the wall.,
Heavy Haulers,, you call - we haul.
I'd rather be a garbage man
Than to be a fighter puke.,
They get lost most every time
They6re shot off in the soup,,
CHORUS
One-Eleven thinks they*re good
And so does Fifty-One©
But you'd better call GREEN RHINO
If you want the job to be done„
CHORUS
Devil Houston and Bobby Pearly
Think the Phantom is where it's at0
But ¥hen we're out gettin' our tits
hosed off -
They're still sittin* on the Cat,
CHORUS
I'm not one to complain a lot;,
But I think it's sure unfair5
For Phantoms to get the glory
And us not to get our share„
CHORUS
The A6 is big and ugly,
This we surely know?
But we get trucks in the dark of night,
Charlie Carr can tell you so,
'Cause he'd rather be a garbage man
Than to be a fighter puke*
They get lost most every time,
They're shot off in the soup,
NAPALK-.ALWAYS- -STICKS TO HIPPIES (lO)
I don't care if it rains or freezes9
Napalm will always stick to hippies;
Every time I drop it from my plane,
I don't ever have to worry9
Look at them "crispy critters" scurry?
Every time I nape them from my planec
I don't mean to sound too crass,
But you should see it burn their ass°,
Every time I drop it from my plane0
Napalm surely does the trick -
When you bomb for "Tricky Dick09;
Every time you nape them from your plane
KILL V,C. FOR CHRIST (ll)
Kill V,C, for Christ,
Kill V.Ce for Christ,
Get your shit together^
Kill V,Ce for Christ!
Rape the little girls,
Kill the little boys,
Get your shit together,
Multiply your joys,
Bomb Hanoi today0
Make the Commies payc
We are all so happyf
To kill VaC, today!
A6 LAMENT (12)
Can we have your jackets A6 flight crews?
Can we have them for our very own?
They"re so neat and pretty with those patches,
Can we have them for our very own?
Can we have your sweethearts in San Francisco?
Can we have them for our very own?
Their skirts were well above their navels0
Can we have them for our very own?
Can we have your stereo equipment?
Can we have it for our very own?
Can we have your tape collection also?
Can we have it for our very own?
CHORUS? That plane will "break in two if they should hit you«>
You can°t fly, without a wing or two0
It's not the fall that hurts you,, they say0,„
It's the stop that ruins your whole day0
Can we borrow ten dollars from the pilot?
It's a debt we'll not likely repay0
Can we borrow twenty dollars from the B/N?
Can we keep it for our very own?
Can we have your jackets A6 flight crews?
Can we have them for our very own?
They're so neat and pretty with those patches9
Can we have them for our very own?
CALL OUT THE ARMY AND THE NAVY (13
Monday I touched her on the ankle
Tuesday I touched her on the knee
Wednesday with success, I lifted up her dress
Thursday her chemise^ Gor Blimey
Friday I put me hand upon it
Saturday night she gave me balls a tweak
And Sunday after supper? I rammed the old boy up her
And now I'm paying seven bob a week0 Gor Blimey0
CHORUSg I don°t want to join the army
I donft want to go to war
I just want to hang around
The Picadilly Underground
Living off the earnings of a high born lady
Don't want a bullet up me arse hole
Don't want me buttocks shot away
I'd rather be in England
In jollyf jolly England
And fornicate me bloody life away,
Call out the army and the navy
Call out the rank and file
Call out the royal territorials
They face danger with a smile
Call out the boys of the old brigade
That made old England free
You can call out me mother
Me sister and me brother
But for God's sake don't
Call mef Gor Blimey
OLD NUMBER NINE (l4)
•Twas a dark and stormy night9 not a star was there In sight?
All the A6A°s were tied down to the line,
When two lonely volunteers^ stood in shit up to their earss
They°d orders to fly old number nine!
^Though their hacks were wracked with pain., as they climbed into
the plane %
Lonely tears were forming in their eyes,
They offered up a prayer as they climbed up in the air?
They knew this would be their night to die,
As they flew oaer old Mu Giaa they let loose a bomb or three-a?
And they figgured they ought to call it quits,,
But how were they to know9 that they'd fly so frigging lowj
That the bomb-blast would blow their plane to bits!
Jn the wreckage they were founds thinly spread around the ground!
The Grunts9 they raised their weary heads,
With their lifetimes almost spent, here's the message th^t they
sent;
To the buddies who'd be sad to -^ee them dead'
"We used electrical delay, but it didn't work that ways
An A6 sans a tail doesn't fly0
Tell the Skipper now for me* he's got only U3?
He can roll up the ladder, Semper Fi!00
CUTS AND GUTS (15)
Other pilots fly off the big carriers^ Air Force pilots aren't
seen over the sea,
But wecre In the lousey Marine Corps, and we're on the DAMN CORAL
SEA!
CHORUSs
Guts and Guts,, Cuts and Gutsa The guys that make carriers are
nuts - are nuts!
Cuts and Guts5 Cuts and Guts„ the guys that make carriers are nuts!
The "Big E'° has thousand foot runways, the CORAL nine hundred
and ten?
You'd still not have much of a carrier5 with two of ours laid end
to end!
CHORUS
Our catapult shots are so hairy9 our catapult gear is red hot£
It never goes off when you're readya it always goes off when
you're not!
CHORUS
We envy they boys on the big ones, we'd trade in a minute or twof
•Cause we'd like to see those poor bastards, try doing the things
that we do!
CHORUS
Some day when this fracas is over, and back at El Toro we911 bej
We'll load up with two^thousand pounders9 and'we011 sink the
GODDAMN CORAL SE
CHORUS
I WANTED WINGS (l6)
I wanted wings, ftil I got the GODDAMN things5
Now I donft want them any more,
They taught me how to fly, then they sent me off to die?
I've had a belly full of war,
You can save the 57fs for someone who hopes for heaven5
Distinguished Flying Crosses do not compensate for losses,
Buster!
I wanted wings, °til I got the GODDAMN things?
Now I don't want them any more,
Yes, 1*11 take the dames, let the rest go down in flames?
I have no desire to be burned,
Guided Missiles hold romance, 'til they shoot holes in your pantsg
Icm not a fighter I have learned,
You can save the GODDAMN truckers for some other mother-fuckersj
I'd rather make a woman than be shot down in a Grumman, Buster!
I wanted wings,, 'til I got the GODDAMN things?
Now I don't want them any more,
I am tired of all the tricks * in an "Iron Bird08 A6;
That's for the eager, not for me,
I don5t trust in my vest, to save me like the rests
After I've crashed into the sea,
I'd rather be a terrier, than a flyer off a carriers
With my hand, around a bottle9 you can keep your GODDAMN
throttle,, Buster!
I wanted wings, 'til I got the GODDAMN things%
Now I don't want them any more0
I'd rather date a pig than to hassle with a MIGj
SAM's always make me lose my lunch.,
I get an urge to pray5 when they holler, "SAM'S AWAY!"
I'd rather be at home with all the bunch*
For there's nothing you can laugh off, when they shoot your
tailpipe half-off?
0hg I'd rather be home Buster, with my tail than with a Cluster,
Buster!
I wanted wings, 'til I got the GODDAMN things?
Now I don't want them any more0
They feed us lousey chow, but we stay alive somehow;
On dehydrated eggs and milk and stew.
The rumor has it next, they'll be dehydrating sex?
And that's the day I'll tell the coach I'm through0
For I've managed all the dangers and the shooting back of
strangers}
But when I come home at nighty I want my women straight, Buster!
I wanted wings, 'til I got the GODDAMN things;
Now I don't want them any more,
GLORY, GLORY, MARTIN-BAKER (17)
"Is everybody ready?1'5 R*id the CO to his mens
Our heroes couldn't answer,, so he asked them once again,
Then they put them In a plane9 that was never meant to fly5
And they ain9t gonna fly no mcreeoc
CHORUS:
Glory, Glory, Martin-Baker9
Glory, Glory, Martin-Bakerg
Glory, Glory^ Martin-Baker9
And they -rln't gonna fly no more,
They offered up a fervent prayer,, their voices no longer mutes
They felt the wind a«whistling through their helmets and their
suits,
Then suddenly the silk spilled out and wrapped around their
boots5
And they ain't gonna fly no moreCB0
CHORUS
The lines were snarled around their necks, Koch fittings in their
ear;
The risers wrapped around their legs, the ground was getting
near8
The wind that whistled in their ears* became a nasty roar?
And they ain*t gonna fly no more,,,
CHORUS
The happy days of childhood kept a~running through their minds5
They thought about the girls back home9 the girls they left
behind*
They thought about the corpsmen, they wondered what they'd find;
And they ain't gonna fly no more,,,
CHORUS
Then suddenly they hit the ground,, they made an awful splat;
The corpsmen heard the impact, they wondered, "What was that?"
Their boots went through their seat-pan - right up through their
hats;
.And they ain't gonna fly no more,,,.
CHORUS
The ambulance came screaming by, the siren loudly wailed;
The corpsmen ran with happy shrieks to where the messes bailede
For it had been at least a week since any seat had failed;
And they ain't gonna fly no more,.,
CHORUS
Well, they poured them on the table 'til the Chaplain came
around?
And he said som* words of comfort to those wet and sticky mounds,
Then they poured them in a bottle and sunk them under ground;
And they ain't gonna fly no more,co
CHORUS
CALL OUT THE CORPS (18)
Oh, once I was happy, I had a fine home;
Johnson then called me and soon I was gone;
Was off to old Asia, it's not very far;
It's just Civic Action,, it isn,t a war!
CHORUS§
Don't call out the Army* don't call out the Navy7
Don9t call out the Air Force;
JUST CALL OUT THE CORPS!
I visited the Army, some fightin' to see;
I thought that those heroes would show it to me0
Alas? "though I listened so close for the word;
"To the rear march,, with track shoes'% was all that I heard!
CHORUS
Well* I visited the line south of the DMZ;
And thousands of VC were all I could see0
The Marines on the ground were all holding their own;
The ARVN around them were runnin' for home!
CHORUS
We flew our Marine nuts off in old Viet Nam|
But the state«side newspapers tell it this way to Moms
"The B«fifty«two's have done it again!H
It's back to the doghouse9 Gyrene flying men!
CHORUS
So all you civilians, just heed these grim words;
They say9 we hunt headlines, but that's chicken turds*
When you're in trouble and you shit in yoxir jeans;
The first ones you call are the US Marines!
CHORUS
NELLY DARLING (19)
0h9 your ass is like a stovepipe, Nelly darling?
And the nipples on your tits are turning green0
Therefs a yard of lint protruding from your navel,
You're the ugliest fucking bitch I've ever seen,
There's a million crabs abounding 'round your pussy,
When you piss you piss a stream as green as grass0
There's enough wax in your ears to make a candle,
So why not make one dear and shove it up your ass,
OUR COLONEL (20)
Old Colonel Standley used to own a grocery store?
He used to hang his meat out on the smoke house door0
And all the little children would look at him and shouts
"Hey Colonel Standley, your PORK is hanging out!"
GEE, BUT I WANT TO GO HOME (21)
CHORUS%
I don't want no more of the US Marines,,
Geef but I want to gor
Right back to Qua-ntico0
Gee, but I want to go home,
They say when you*re in the Air Wing^ promotions are mighty poor?
I'm still a Damn Lieutenantg who*s been in over four,
CHORUS
The flight suits that they give us, they say are sure to fit;
We walk along the flight line and look like a sack of shit,
CHORUS
The Majors that they send us stand up to the worst;
You find them every weekend^ shacked up with a nurse,
CHORUS
The flight boots that they give us* they say are mighty fine;
You need a number seven, they give you number nine*
CHORUS
The airplanes that they give us? they say are mighty fine?
Well how in the Hell should I know^ I've never flown in mine*
CHORUS
They say if you*re in the Marine Corps, that you're the very
best;
Well, they can take the fighting and we'll go take a rest*
CHORUS
SALLY (22)
Sally's in the alley sifting cinders9
Lifted up her leg and farted like a man,
Wind from her bloomers broke six winders,
Cheeks of her ass went BAM! BAM! BAM!
ADELINE SCHMIDT (23)
There was a young maiden
named Adeline Schmidt,
She went to the doctor
* cause she ~\ iX ^'r.\\z.,
He gave her some medicine
wrapped up in a glass,
Up went the window
and out went her ass,
CHORUS
It was brown, brown
shit falling down,
Brown, brown
shit all around.
It was bvown, brown
shit falling down,
My God how that
poor -girl could shit,
A handsome young copper
was walking his beat,
He happened to be
on that side of the street,
He looked up so bashful,
he looked up so shyf
When a piece of brown shit
hit him right in the eye,
This handsome young copper
he cussed and he swore,
He called that young maiden
a dirty old whore,
And on Brooklyn Bridge
you can still see him sit.
With a sign *round his neck
saying, "Blinded by Shit",
It was brown, brown
shit falling down,
Brown, brown,
shit all around,
It was brown* brown
shit falling down,
His life it was ruined
by shitf shit, shit, shit,
HORSE SHIT (2*0
There was a pilot of great reknown,
There was a pilot of great reknown,
'
There was a pilot of great reknown,
Until he fucked a girl from our town,
Fucked a girl from our town*
Ha, ha, ha, Ho, ho, ho, Horse shit,
He laid her in a feather bedf
He laid her in a feather bed,
He laid her in a feather bed,
And then he twisted out her maidenhead,
Twisted out her maidenhead,
Ha, ha, ha, Ho, ho, ho* Horse shit,
He laid her on a winding stair,
He laid her on a winding stair,
He laid her on a winding stair,
And he shoved it in clear up to there,
Shoved it in clear up to there,
Ha, ha, ha, Hoff ho, ho, Horse shit,
He laid her down beside a stump,
He laid her down beside a stump,
He laid her down beside a stump,
And then he missed her cunt and split the stump,
Missed her cunt and split the stump,
Ha, ha, ha, Ho, ho, ho, Horse shit,
He laid her on the dewy grass,
He laid her on the dewy grassf
He laid her on the dewy grass,
And then he shoved the old boy up her ass,
Shoved the old boy up her ass,
Ha, ha, haf Ho, ho, ho, Horse shit,
He took her to the countryside,
He took her to the countryside,
He took her to the countryside,
And then he fucked her until she died,
Fucked the girl until she died,
Ha, ha, ha, Ho, ho, ho. Horse shitt
He took her to the burial ground,
He took her to the burial ground,
He took her to the burial ground,
And thought he*d have another round,
Thought he9d have another round*
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Haf ha, ha. Ho, ho, ho. Horse shit — HORSE SHIT,
SHIT HOT FROM KORAT (25)
When this base opened and all things were new?
The jocks had a need for somebody to screw9
When up jumped this girl and said0 "For five baht'\
"I'm Chum Chim the whore and shit hot from Korat/1
CHORUS
It was Chum Chim the whore from Korat
Chum Chim the jocks screwed a lot
It was Chum Chim the whore from Korat
Chum Chim the whore from Korat that's shit hot,
Standing or sitting she's good anyway0
That's what the jocks of Korat always say0
They canH understand why her crotch doesn't rot0
Chum Chim the whore and shit hot from Korate
A very young jock that first opened her box
Became her pimp and later got shot0
But still couldn't tie the marital knot
To Chum Chim the whore and shit hot from Korat0
She's good in a hammock but better in bed,
That's what the jocks from Kadena have saide
Some left their wives, believe it or not0
For Chum Chim the whore and shit hot from Korat0
She was a jewel to the pilots from TAC„
When they had the honor to lay on her rack,
They never forgot that dirty old twat,
Chum Chim the whore and shit hot from Korat,
With F-4C crews she never had trouble
Once she learned how to take them on double0
Though it was daylight it bothered her not0
Chum Chim the whore and shit hot from Korat0
When she met the Weasels she shure had the knack,
One in the front and the other in back,
She liked this arrangement^ it doubled her baht0
Chum Chim the whore and shit hot from Korat0
MARY ANN BARNES (26)
Mary Ann Barnes was queen of all the acrobats0
She could do tricks that would give your dog the shits,
She could roll green peas from her fundamental orfice,
Do a double flip and catch °em on her tits,
She was a great big sonofabiteh9 twice as big as me,
She had hair on her ass thick as branches on a tree,
She could run, fight, fart, fuck,
Fly a plane and drive a truck0
That's the kind of girl that's gonna marry me ~ HEY!
THE GREAT BLOODY WHEEL (2?)
A Marine once told me before he died
And I don't think that the bastard lied,
That he had a wife with a cunt so wide
That she could never be satisfied,
So he invented a prick of steel
Driven by a bloody great wheel «-
Two brass balls ail filled with cream
And the whole fucking issue was driven by steam,
Round and round went the bloody great wheel*
In and out went the prick of steel ~«
Until at last the maiden cried,
"Enough, enough ffl 19 m sailsf 1 ed,6e
But now we come to the bitter bit,
There was no way of stopping it0
She was split from her ass to her tit,
And the whole fucking issue was covered with shit.,
NO BALLS AT .ALL (28)
There once was a girl named Sarah McFox
With hair on her chest and cheese in her box,
She married a man named Patrick McCall
With a very short peter and no tells at all„
CHORUSs No balls at all, No balls at all,
A very short peter
And no balls at all,
The very first night that they were wed
They took off their clothes and went straight to bed
She reached for his pecker,, his pecker was small,
She reached for his balls, he had no balls at all*
Now mother, dear mother# oh* what shall I do?
Ieve married a man who never can screw9
I reached for his pecker* his pecker was small«
I reached for his balls9 he has no balls at all,
0hf daughter,% dear daughter,, don't you be sadc
It was the same trouble T had with your I3adr
There's many a man who will come to the call
Of the wife of a man who has no balls at all,
The daughter went home, took her motherBs advice,
And found the results exceedingly nice0
A bouncing young baby was born in the fail
To the wife of the man who had no balls at all*