No. Ft. Lewis, summer of ' 71
to the tune of “Johnny Comes Marching Home Again”
hurrah.They issued me an M-16, hurrah, hurrah.
They issued me an M-16 and turned me into a killing machine,
and we’ll all be dead by December of ‘ 71.
Hup, two, tree, fo.
They issued me an American flag, hurrah, hurrah.
They issued me an American flag, hurrah, hurrah.
They issued me an American flag and shipped me home in a plastic bag,
and we’ll all be dead by December of ‘ 71.
Hup, two, tree, fo.
new rhyme: Hey, hey Captain Brady,
I wanna kill a Viet Cong baby.
Watch him burn and bleed and die
as the company marches bye.
Hup, two, tree, fo.
Hey, hey Captain Tyree,
Charlie’s got me up a tree.
Were in the Hell
is the artillary.
Hup, two, tree, fo