aviators sing this song, it won't be long, for the viet cong'

aviators sing this song, it won't be long, for the viet cong' the sky troopers sail through the air, setting traps, like catching bear.
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silver wings upon their chest, flying o' er america's best we will stop the vietcang, and you can bet it won't take long!
back at home his young wife waits, her aviator met his fate he has died for those oppressed, leaving her this last request
put silver wings on my sons chest, make him one of america's best he' ll be a man who' ll fly one day, fighting for the usa
from a song writers contest for helicopter aircrew at bien hoa, reported by brian wizard in 'permission to kill' --it will come as no surprise that the song didn't win! --green berets felt the same about barry sadlers original song.
fighting soldiers from the dat, we are men of the old slouch hat;
 and we mean just what we say, and we don't need, no green beret.
silver wings aren't on their chest, but these men are australias best.
 (2 batt men, are on a quest, head and shoulders, 'bove the rest!)
neville jollife, !st field, 70-71, of dubbo, nsw, gave me this fragment that he remembered 2 ba.
 soldiers in particular singing, but knowa other bns sang this parody as well.
em yeu anh nhieu lam yanqui (i love you very much) come over hwere you sit by me, you can buy me saigon tea, maybe happen, you sleep with me.
we go your house, take taxi, you want massage, I give you free but before you sleep with me, I say to you, want beaucoup pi (astre, local currency)
i go to sleep, dream of my house,and in the morning, I quiet as mouse I never know you, dien do rai (crazy)yo-u say to me, you di-di now(leave quickly)
you yanqui, are cheap charlie, now I know I get no pi you get screwed, you numbah 10! I never sleep, with you again! troi oi! (heaven's above!)
this song was written by helen keayes, now of queanbeyan, nsw.
 during the war she was employed by the american px system as a secretary.
 she wrote this song after watching the behaviour of american remf' s)rear echelon mothers)---siobhan mchugh records this song in her book 'minefields and miniskirts',
which I highly recommend.
 helen is now writing a book of her experiences, which should be very interesting, she flew as a helicopter pilot in rvn< and as a 'backseater' on bombing raids to north vietnam!
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silver wings upon my chest, fly my choppers above the rest;
 that's the way I get more pay, and I don't need no green beret.
tennis shoes upon his feet, some folk call him sneaky pete;
 roams the jungle all the day;
 wears that funny green beret.
leaves them out there all alone, whilst I fly my chopper home;
 100 men will make the test, while I fly homeand take a rest.
there's a rifle on the trail;
 marks the spot where he turned tail;
 now some charlie along the way wears that funny green beret!
from 161 recce flight, vietnam war which was passed on from former 161 pilot tub mathieson to song collector rob willis, to me in ezxchange for a tape of service songs that I was give by the australian war memorial.
 this song certainly expresses unit pride--building yourself up by knocking other people down-is how it works in civilian life.
 in the military it's just pointing out to other military organizations that perhaps your own unit has a better way of doing things, accomplishing the mission;
 of course, it's an issue that' snever resolved betweem military organizations, but is a way of 'breaking the ice' when meeting other military organizations for the first time, in a formalised manner of opening discussions between people of the organizations involved.
 behind the seeming-or real! - rivalry is the knowledge that both are working for the same goals, and that they take pride in the extent of the sacrifices they make to achieve those goals.