The World War Two Song Archives :
What would life be without a song ?
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*** Check Out the Songs of a US V-Disc Hit Kit (1944) ***
Beer Barrel Polka (Roll Out the Barrels)
Fallschirmjaeger Lied (German Version)
I'll be Seeing You
Kiss me Goodnight, Sergeant Major
Land of Hope and Glory
Panzer Lied (German Version)
Sie hiest Marie (German Version)
There is a Star Spangled Banner waving Somewhere
We'll Meet Again
(The) Star Spangled Banner
Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
II.
'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave
III.
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
IV.
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
(Written by Katharine Lee Bates - this is the 3rd and final version of 1913)
O beautiful for spacious skies,
O beautiful for pilgrim feet
O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife.
O beautiful for patriot dream
O beautiful for halcyon skies,
O beautiful for pilgrims feet,
O beautiful for glory-tale
O beautiful for patriot dream
(Tune: “Battle Hymn of the Republic a.k.a. Glory Glory Hallelujah”)
He was just a Rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
Is everybody happy said the sergeant looking up
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
The days he lived and loved and laughed, kept running through his mind
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
He hit the ground, the sound was 'SPLAT', the blood went spurting high
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
There was Blood upon the Risers, there were brains upon the chute
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
They operated all night through but it was in despair,
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
They say he went to heaven and arriving there I'm told
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE...
(Sung to the tune of "Colonel Bogey")
Hitler
(Tune: Irving Berlin’s “This is the Army, Mary Jones”)
This is the Army, Mary Jones,
This is the Army, Susie Green,
Do what the bugler commands.
March along, sing our song, with the Army of the free
First to fight for the right,
Then it’s Hi! Hi! Hey!
Valley Forge, Custer’s ranks,
Then it’s Hi! Hi! Hey!
Men in rags, men who froze,
Then it’s Hi! Hi! Hey!
(Marching Cadence of the 501st Parachute Infantry)
We are Colonel Johnson's Troopers
(Marching Cadence of the Parachute Infantry)
Pull upon the Risers
(1944 Marching Cadence by private Willie Duckworth)
Sound Off
(Lyrics by Nat Burton -inspired by a poem by Alice Duer Miller and Walter Kent- Tune: “Over the Rainbow”)
There'll be bluebirds over
There'll be joy and laughter
The shepherd will count his sheep
There'll be bluebirds over
(Recorded in 1944 by Bing Crosby)
Would you like to swing on a star
A mule is an animal with long funny ears
Oh would you like to swing on a star
A pig is an animal with dirt on his face
Oh would you like to swing on a star
A fish won't do anything but swim in a brook
And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo
Hans Leip 1915
1. Vor der Kaserne
2. Unsere beide Schatten
3. Schon rief der Posten,
4. Deine Schritte kennt sie,
5. Aus dem stillen Raume,
Tommie Connor, 1944
Underneath the lantern,
Time would come for roll call,
Orders came for sailing,
Resting in our billets,
Herre de Vos, 1940
Onder de lantaren, bij de groote poort,
Onder de lantaren, heel dicht bij elkaar...
Onder de lantaren, werd een sein gehoord,
Onder de lantaren, loop jij nu mijn kind...
1. Ob's stürmt oder schneit,
2. Mit donnernden Motoren,
3. Wenn vor uns ein feindliches
4. Mit Sperren und Minen
5. Und läßt uns im Stich
Klaus S. Richter, 1935
Sie hieß Marie
Wenn sie zum Tanze ging
Sie hieß Marie
1. Hinter den Bergen strahlet die Sonne,
Refrain:
2. Hoch in den Lüften fliegt unser Vogel
3. Hoch aus den Wolken stürzen wir nieder,
There's a garden, what a garden
Roll out the barrel, We'll have a barrel of fun
Words and Music by Irving Berlin
Bless 'em all, bless 'em all
Words & music Ross Parker & Hughie Charles
I give you a toast Ladies and gentlemen,
Words : A C Benson / Music : Edward Elgar
Land of Hope and Glory,
God save our gracious Queen,
Words & music Ross Parker & Hughie Charles
We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when
Paul Roberts and Shelby Darnell's (Bob Miller) 1942
There's a Star-Spangled Banner waving somewhere
Though I realize I'm crippled, that is true, sir,
Words by Noel Gay & Ralph Butler. Music by Noel Gay
Run rabbit - run rabbit - Run! Run! Run!
Run rabbit - run rabbit - Run! Run! Run!
Written by Eddie Seller, Sol Marcus, and Bennie Benjamin 1943
When the lights go on again all over the world
When the lights go on again all over the world
When the lights go on again all over the world
Words by Irving Kahal, music by Sammy Fain. The Ink Spots/Bing Crosby
I'll be seeing you in all the old familiar places
Words by Andy Razaf, music by Joe Garland. Glenn Miller (#1 in 1940) (and again at #20 in 1943)
Who's the lovin' daddy with the beautiful eyes
First I held him lightly and we started to dance
In the mood, that's what he told me
In the mood for all his kissin'
So, I said politely "Darlin' may I intrude"
"Well" he answered "Baby, don't-cha know that it's rude
Who's the lovin' daddy with the beautiful eyes
First I held him lightly and we started to dance
Andrew Sisters Lyrics
Mr. What-ya-call-em what you doin' tonight
Sister What-ya-call-em that's a kindly idea
In the mood - that's it I got it
Hep, hep, hep - hep like a hepper
Mr. What-ya-call-em all you needed was fun
Sister What-ya-call-em I'm indebted to you
In the mood that's it 'cause I got it and I'm
Hep, hep, hep, you're hep like a hepper full of
He was a famous trumpet man from old Chicago way
They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam
A-toot a-toot, a-toot diddle-ee-ada-toot
He was the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B
Toot toot toot, toot diddle-ee-ada-toot-diddle-ee-ada, toot toot
He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night
Da-da, da-do-da-da
Nous nous aimions bien tendrement
Tu es partout car tu es dans mon coeur
Peut-etre un jour tu reviendras
Tu es partout car tu es dans mon coeur
(Sung to the tune of the German National Anthem)
Deutscher, Deutscher, uber alles,
He was sitting, pants down shitting,
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe
Oh, she kicked out my windshield
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe
We're 3 tough gals
Lay that pistol down, Babe
Pappy made a batch of corn
Lay that pistol down, Babe
Oh, singing songs in a cabaret
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe
Oh, pistol packing mama
(Sung to the tune of 'What a Friend we have in Jesus')
When this bleeding war is over;
*** Check Out a Songbook of the German Kriegsmarine ! ***
*** Check Out A Pepsi Cola Record (1943) ***
Bless 'em All
Blood Upon the Risers
Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy
British National Anthem
Field Artillery Song / a.k.a. The Army Goes Rolling Along
In the Mood (Andrew Sisters Lyrics)
In the Mood
Lili Marleen (Original German Version)
Lilly Marlene (English Version)
Lili Marleen (Dutch Version)
Pistol Packin' Mama
Pull Upon the Risers
Sod 'em All
Sound Off
There will always be an England
This is the Army -WAC Version-
Tu es Partout
When the Lights Go On Again All Over the World
White Cliffs of Dover
Would you like to swing on a Star
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through 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 in the stream
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight and the gloom of the grave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Between their loved home and the war's desolation!
Bles't with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when1 our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
America the Beautifull
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!
Whose stern, impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America!
God mend thine every flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law!
Who more than self the country loved
And mercy more than life!
America! America!
May God thy gold refine
Till all success be nobleness
And every gain divine!
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!
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the enameled plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till souls wax fair as earth and air
And music-hearted sea!
Whose stern impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America ! America !
God shed his grace on thee
Till paths be wrought through
wilds of thought
By pilgrim foot and knee!
Of liberating strife
When once and twice,
for man's avail
Men lavished precious life !
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till selfish gain no longer stain
The banner of the free!
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till nobler men keep once again
Thy whiter jubilee!
Blood Upon the Risers
As he checked all his equipment and made sure his pack was tight
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar
You ain't gonna jump no more...!
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
Our Hero feebly answered, Yes, and then they stood him up
He jumped into the icey blast, his Static Line unhooked
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
He felt the wind, he felt the cloud, he felt the awful drop
He jerked his cord, the silk spilled out and wrapped around his legs
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
The lines were snarled and tied in knots, around his skinny bones
The canopy became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
He thought about the girl back home, the one he left behind
He thought about the medics and he wondered what they would find
And he ain't gonna jump no more...
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
The medic clapped their hands with glee, rolled up their sleeves and smiled
For it had been a week or more since last a chute had failed
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
His buddies all were heard to say 'WHAT A HELLUVAWAY TO DIE !'
He lay there rolling round in the welter of his gore
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
Intestines were a-dangling from his paratrooper suit
The medics picked him up and poured him gently from his boots
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
For every bone that he possessed was ruined beyond repair;
And so he was buried then, his silken 'chute his shroud
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
He got a pair of silver boots and a parachute of gold;
He may be very happy there but i'll stick here below
Cause he ain't gonna jump no more...
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
Gory Gory, what a helluvaway to die
And he ain't gonna jump no more !
Hitler Has Only Got One Ball
Has only got one ball,
Goering
Has two, but very small
Himmler
Has something similar,
But poor old Goebbels
Has no balls
At all!
This is the Army -WAC Version-
No private rooms or telephones
You had your breakfast in bed before
But you won’t have it there any more.
We like the barracks nice and clean,
You had a housemaid to clean your floor
But she won’t help you out any more.
You’re in the Army and not in the band.
This is the Army, Betty Brown,
You and your baby went to town,
He had you worried, but this is war,
And he won’t worry you any more.
(The) Field Artillery Song
Count the brave, count the true, who have fought to victory
We’re the Army and proud of our name
We’re the Army and proudly proclaim
And to build the Nation’s might,
And The Army Goes Rolling Along
Proud of all we have done,
Fighting till the battle’s won,
And the Army Goes Rolling Along.
The Army’s on its way.
Count off the cadence loud and strong
For where e’er we go,
You will always know
That The Army Goes Rolling Along.
San Juan Hill and Patton’s tanks,
And the Army went rolling along
Minute men, from the start,
Always fighting from the heart,
And the Army keeps rolling along.
The Army’s on its way.
Count off the cadence loud and strong
For where e’er we go,
You will always know
That The Army Goes Rolling Along.
Still that Army met its foes,
And the Army went rolling along.
Faith in God, then we’re right,
And we’ll fight with all our might,
As the Army keeps rolling along.
The Army’s on its way.
Count off the cadence loud and strong
For where e’er we go,
You will always know
That The Army Goes Rolling Along.
Colonel Johnson's Trooper
Bold printed lines sung by all, normal text by Drill Instructor
We are Colonel Johnson's Troopers
We are Fighters of the Night
We are Fighters of the Night
We're Dirty Sons-a-Bithches
We're Dirty Sons-a-Bithches
We rather Fuck than fight
We rather Fuck than fight
Hi-dee Hi-dee
Christ Almighty
Who the Hell are we
Zim Zam
Gawddamn'
We're Parachute Infantry
Pull upon the Risers
Bold printed lines sung by all, normal text by Drill Instructor
Pull upon the Risers
We land upon the Grass
We land upon the Grass
Never on our Feet
Never on our Feet
Always on our Ass
Always on our Ass
Hi-dee Hi-dee
Christ Almighty
Who the Hell are we
Zim Zam
Gawddamn'
We're Parachute Infantry
Sound Off
Bold printed lines sung by all, normal text by Drill Instructor
One - Two
Sound Off
Three - Four
One Two Three Four
ONE - TWO
THREE - FOUR
White Cliffs of Dover
The white cliffs of Dover,
Tomorrow
Just you wait and see.
And peace ever after,
Tomorrow
When the world is free,
The valleys will bloom again,
And Jimmy will go to sleep
In his own little room again,
The white cliffs of Dover,
Tomorrow
Just you wait and see.
Would you like to swing on a Star
carry moonbeams home in a jar
and be better off than you are
or would you rather be a mule
he kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny but his brain is weak
he's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
and by the way if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule
carry moonbeams home in a jar
and be better off than you are
or would you rather be a pig
his shoes are a terrible disgrace
He has no manners when he eats his food
He's fat and lazy and extremely rude
But if you don't care a feather or a fig
you may grow up to be a pig
carry moonbeams home in a jar
and be better off than you are
or would you rather be a fish
he can't write his name or read a book
to fool the people is his only thought
and though he's slippery he still gets caught
but if then that sort of life is what you wish
you may grow up to be a fish
a new kind of jumped up slippery fish
everyday you see quite a few
so you see it's all up to you,
you could be better than you are
you could be swinging on a star
Lili Marleen
Vor dem großen Tor
Stand eine Laterne
Und steht sie noch davor
So woll'n wir uns da wieder seh'n
Bei der Laterne wollen wir steh'n
Wie einst Lili Marleen.
Sah'n wie einer aus
Daß wir so lieb uns hatten
Das sah man gleich daraus
Und alle Leute soll'n es seh'n
Wenn wir bei der Laterne steh'n
Wie einst Lili Marleen.
Sie blasen Zapfenstreich
Das kann drei Tage kosten
Kam'rad, ich komm sogleich
Da sagten wir auf Wiedersehen
Wie gerne wollt ich mit dir geh'n
Mit dir Lili Marleen.
Deinen zieren Gang
Alle Abend brennt sie,
Doch mich vergaß sie lang
Und sollte mir ein Leids gescheh'n
Wer wird bei der Laterne stehen
Mit dir Lili Marleen?
Aus der Erde Grund
Hebt mich wie im Traume
Dein verliebter Mund
Wenn sich die späten Nebel drehn
Werd' ich bei der Laterne steh'n
Wie einst Lili Marleen
Lilly Marlene
By the barrack gate
Darling I remember
The way you used to wait
T'was there that you whispered tenderly,
That you loved me,
You'd always be,
My Lilly of the Lamplight,
My own Lilly Marlene
Time for us to part,
Darling I'd caress you
And press you to my heart,
And there 'neath that far-off lantern light,
I'd hold you tight ,
We'd kiss good night,
My Lilly of the Lamplight,
My own Lilly Marlene
Somewhere over there
All confined to barracks
was more than I could bear
I knew you were waiting in the street
I heard your feet,
But could not meet,
My Lilly of the Lamplight,
my own Lilly Marlene
Just behind the lines
Even tho' we're parted,
Your lips are close to mine
You wait where that lantern softly gleams,
Your sweet face seems
To haunt my dreams
My Lilly of the Lamplight,
My own Lilly Marlene
Lili Marleen
vrijen vele paren bij avond ongestoord.
Als ik van boord kom, ga 'k meteen
terstond naar die lantaren heen,
met jou Lili Marleen, met jou Lili Marleen!
dat verliefd wij waren, zag wel een ieder daar!
En elk die glimlacht - naar ik meen -
gaat hij langs die lantaren heen:
om ons Lili Marleen, om ons Lili Marleen!
dat kwam van de baren en riep mij weer aan boord!
Ik zei vaarwel en ging toen heen,
bij de lantaren stond alleen,
mijn schat Lili Marleen, mijn schat Lili Marleen!
Ik ben weer gaan varen en zwalk door weer en wind.
Soms is mijn hart zoo zwaar als steen
en dan gaan mijn gedachten heen
naar jou Lili Marleen, naar jou Lili Marleen!
Panzer Lied
Ob die Sonne uns lacht,
Der Tag glühend heiß
Oder eiskalt die Nacht.
Bestaubt sind die Gesichter,
Doch froh ist unser Sinn,
Ist unser Sinn;
Es braust unser Panzer
Im Sturmwind dahin.
Geschwind wie der Blitz,
Dem Feinde entgegen,
Im Panzer geschützt.
Voraus den Kameraden,
Im Kampf steh'n wir allein,
Steh'n wir allein,
So stoßen wir tief
In die feindlichen Reihn.
Heer dann erscheint,
Wird Vollgas gegeben
Und ran an den Feind!
Was gilt denn unser Leben
Für unsres Reiches Heer?
Ja Reiches Heer?
Für Deutschland zu sterben
Ist uns höchste Ehr.
Hält der Gegner uns auf,
Wir lachen darüber
Und fahren nicht drauf.
Und droh'n vor uns Geschütze,
Versteckt im gelben Sand,
Im gelben Sand,
Wir suchen uns Wege,
Die keiner sonst fand.
Einst das treulose Glück,
Und kehren wir nicht mehr
Zur Heimat zurück,
Trifft uns die Todeskugel,
Ruft uns das Schicksal ab,
Ja Schicksal ab,
Dann wird uns der Panzer
Ein ehernes Grab.
Sie hiest Marie
Und treu war sie
Sie war der Liebling von der ganzen Kompanie.
Ob Grenadier
Ob Füsilier
Ein jeder kannte sie und träumte nur von ihr.
Dann ging mit ihr
Die ganze Infanterie
Und auch die ganze Kavallerie
Sogar die schwere Artillerie,
So süß war sie!
Und treu war sie
Sie war der Liebling von der ganze Kompanie
Fallschirmjaeger Lied
glühen die Gipfel so rot,
Stehen Maschinen, die woll'n mit uns fliegen,
fliegen in Sieg oder Tod.
Hurra, wir starten, hurra, wir starten,
wenn die erste Morgensonne scheint,
Fallschirmjäger, Fallschirmjäger
gehen ran an den Feind!
Narvik, Rotterdam, Korinth
Und das heiße Kreta sind
Stätten unserer Siege!
Ja, wir greifen immer an,
Fallschirmjäger gehen ran,
Sind bereit, zu wagen!
stolz und frei durch die Luft,
Standhaft und ehrsam sind unsere Herzen,
wenn das Kommando uns ruft.
Hurra, wir fliegen, hurra, wir fliegen,
wenn die erste Morgensonne scheint,
Fallschirmjäger, Fallschirmjäger
gehen ran an den Feind!
tief in die feindlichen Reih'n.
Gegner, wir kommen, habt ihr's vernommen,
bald wird der Sieg unser sein!
Hurra, wir springen, hurra, wir springen,
wenn die erste Morgensonne scheint,
Fallschirmjäger, Fallschirmjäger
gehen ran an den Feind!
Beer Barrel Polka (Roll out the Barrels)
Only happy faces bloom there
And there's never any room
For a worry or a gloom
There's music, and there's dancing
And a lot of sweet romancing
When they play the polka
They all get in the swing
Everytime you hear that Oom-pah-pah
Everbody feels so tra-la-la-la
They only want to come back for one thing
They crowd around and sing trolly-olly-ay
And you hear that rumble on the floor
It's a big (HA HA HA HA) surprise you're waiting for
Then all at once everybody, everybody, forms a ring
(Spoken: Come on everybody get up and form a ring. That's
the way, everybody get up and form a big ring. That's the way.
Then all at once you form a ring. Everybody get up and form a
ring. Here's a tenth of everybody....)
For miles around, you'll hear them sing
Roll out the barrel, we've got the blues on the run
Zing Boom Terrara
Join in a glass of good cheer
Now it's time to roll the barrel
For the gang's all here (Spoken: Take it away boys!)
Bless 'em All
The long and the short and the tall
Bless all the sergeants and W.O. Ones
Bless all the corp'rals and their blinking sons
For we're saying good-bye to them all
As back to the barracks we crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean
So cheer up my lads Bless 'em all.
There'll always be an England,
I give you a toast Ladies and gentlemen
May this fair land we love so well,
In Dignity and freedom dwell.
while worlds may change and go awry,
Whilst there is still one voice to cry!
There'll always be an England,
While there's a country lane.
Wherever there's a cottage small
Beside a field of grain
There'll always be an England
While there's a busy street.
Wherever there's a turning wheel
A million marching feet.
Red, white and blue
What does it mean to you?
Surely you're proud
Shout it loud
Britons awake!
The Empire too
We can depend on you.
Freedom remains
These are the chains
Nothing can break.
There'll always be an England
And England shall be free
If England means as much to you
As England means to me.
Land of Hope and Glory
Mother of the Free,
How shall we extol thee,
who are born of thee?
Wider still and wider shall thy bounds be set;
God, who made thee mighty,
make thee mightier yet.
British National Anthem
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen!v
Send her victorious,
Happy and Glorious,
Long to reign over us;
God save the Queen!
We'll Meet Again
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day
Keep smiling through, just like you always do
Till the blue skies chase the dark clouds far away
Now, won't you please say "Hello" to the folks that I know
Tell them it won't be long
'cause they'd be happy to know that when you saw me go
I was singing this song
We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day
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 dictators, 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.
Please don't judge my courage by my twisted leg.
Let me show my Uncle Sam what I can do, sir,
Let me help to bring the Axis down a peg.
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.
Run Rabbit Run
Run rabbit - run rabbit - Run! Run! Run!
So run rabbit - run rabbit - Run! Run! Run!
Don't give the farmer his fun! Fun! Fun!
He'll get by without his rabbit pie
So run rabbit - run rabbit - Run! Run! Run!
When the Lights Go On Again All Over the World
And the boys are home again all over the world
And rain or snow is all that may fall from the skies above
A kiss won't mean "goodbye" but "Hello to love"
And the ships will sail again all over the world
Then we'll have time for things like wedding rings and free hearts will sing
When the lights go on again all over the world
I'll be seeing You
That this heart of mine embraces all day through
In that small café, the park across the way
The children's carousel, the chestnut trees, the wishing well
I'll be seeing you in every lovely summer's day
In everything that's light and gay
I'll always think of you that way
I'll find you in the mornin' sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you
I'll find you in the mornin' sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you
In the Mood
What a pair o' lips, I'd like to try 'em for size
I'll just tell him, "Baby, won't you swing it with me"
Hope he tells me maybe, what a wing it will be
So, I said politely "Darlin' may I intrude"
He said "Don't keep me waitin' when I'm in the mood"
Then I held him tightly what a dreamy romance
And I said "Hey, baby, it's a quarter to three
There's a mess of moonlight, won't-cha share it with me"
"Well" he answered "Baby, don't-cha know that it's rude
To keep my two lips waitin' when they're in the mood"
In the mood, and when he told me
In the mood, my heart was skippin'
It didn't take me long to say "I'm in the mood now"
In the mood his crazy lovin'
In the mood what I was missin'
It didn't take me long to say "I'm in the mood now"
He said "Don't keep me waitin' when I'm in the mood"
To keep my two lips waitin' when they're in the mood"
What a pair o' lips, I'd like to try 'em for size
I'll just tell him, "Baby, won't you swing it with me"
Hope he tells me maybe, what a wing it will be
So, I said politely "Darlin' may I intrude"
He said "Don't keep me waitin' when I'm in the mood"
Then I held him tightly what a dreamy romance
And I said "Hey, baby, it's a quarter to three
It's a mess of moonlight, won't-cha share it with me"
"Well" he answered "Baby, don't-cha know that it's rude
To keep my two lips waitin' when they're in the mood"
In the Mood
Hope you're in the mood because I'm feeling just right
How's about a corner with a table for two
Where the music's mellow in some gay rendezvous
There's no chance romancin' with a blue attitude
You got to do some dancin' to get in the mood
Something swing-a-dilla would be good to my ear
Ev'rybody must agree the dancin' has charm
When you have the certain one you love in your arms
Steppin' out with you will be a sweet interlude
A builder-up with that will put me in the mood
In the mood - your ear will spot it
In the mood - oh, what a hot hit
Be alive and get the jive
You've got to learn how
Pep, pep, pep - hot as a pepper
Step, step, step - step like a stepper
We're muggin' and huggin'
We're in the mood now
You can see the wonders that this evenin' has done
Your feet were so heavy 'til they hardly could move
Now they're light as feathers and you're right in the groove
You were only hungry for some musical food
You're positively, absolutely in the mood
It all goes to show what good influence can do
Never felt so happy and so fully alive
Seems that jammin' jumpin' is a powerful jive
Swingeroo is giving me a new attitude
My heart is full of rhythm and I'm in the mood
In the mood your ear will spot it when you're
In the mood bobbity bop a diddly-bop-a-bop-a
Be alive and get the jive
You've got to learn how
Pep, pep, pep, you're hot as a pepper and you
Step, step, step, step step like a stepper
We're muggin' and now we're huggin'
'Cause we're in the mood
Boogie-Woogie Bugle Boy
He had a boogie style that no one else could play
He was the top man at his craft
But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft
He's in the army now, a-blowin' reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B
It really brought him down, because he couldn't jam
The Captain seemed to understand
Because the next day the Cap' went out and drafted a band
And now the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B
He blows it eight to the bar - in boogie rhythm
He can't blow a note unless the bass and guitar
Is playin' with 'im
He makes the company jump when he plays reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B
And when he plays boogie-woogie bugle
He's as busy as a bzz bee
And when he plays he makes the company jump eight to the bar
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B
He blows it eight to the bar
He can't blow a note
If the bass and guitar isn't with 'im
A-and the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B
And wakes them up the same way in the early bright
They clap their hands and stamp their feet
Because they know how he plays
When someone gives him a beat
He really breaks it up when he plays reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B
Da-da, da-do-da-da
Da-da, da-do-da-da
Da-da, da-do-da
A-and the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B
Tu es Partout
Comme s'aiment tous les amants
Et puis un jour tu m'as quittee
Depuis je suis desesperee
Je te vois partout dans le ciel
Je te vois partout sur la terre
Tu es ma joie et mon soleil
Ma nuit, mes jours, mes aubes claires
Tu es partout car tu es mon bonheur
Toutes les choses qui sont autour de moi
Meme la vie ne represente que toi
Des fois je reve que je suis dans tes bras
Et qu'a l'oreille tu me parles tout bas
Tu dis des choses qui font fermer les yeux
Et moi je trouve ca merveilleux
Je sais que mon coeur t'attendras
Tu ne pourras pas oublier
Les jours que nous avons passes
Mes yeux te cherchent sans arret
Ecoute bien mon coeur t'appelle
Nous pourrons si bien nous aimer
Tu verras la vie sera belle...
Tu es partout car tu es mon bonheur
Toutes les choses qui sont autour de moi
Meme la vie ne represente que toi
Des fois je reve que je suis dans tes bras
Et qu'a l'oreille tu me parles tout bas
Tu dis des choses qui font fermer les yeux
Et moi je trouve ca merveilleux...
Deutscher, Deutscher
In the Sands outside Tobruk,
Saw a Jerry acting wary,
Thought I'd go and take a look.
Down a little shady pass.
Put a trifle up my rifle,
Aimed, and shot him up the arse.
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that thing down before it goes off and hurts somebody
And she hit me over the head
She cussed and cried and said I lied
And she wished that I was dead
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
From deep down Texas way
We got no pals
They don't like the way we play
We're a rough rooting tooting shooting trio
But you ought to see my sister Cleo
She's a terror make no error
But there ain't no nicer terror
Here's what we tell her
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
The revenuers came
The draught was slow
So now they know
You can't do that to Mame
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
Was I having fun
Until one night it didn't seem right
And now I'm on the run
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
Lay that pistol down
No more Soldiering For Me
Oh! How happy I shall be
When I get my civvy clothes on,
No more soldiering for me
No more church parades on Sundays,
No more asking for a pass
We can tell the Sergeant Major
To stick his passes up his arse !
