Cadences

Cadences

Up in the morning at the break of day

Working so hard we never play

Running through the jungle where the sun don’t shine

All I do is double time

Up in the morning and out of the rack

Grab my clothes and put them on my back

Running cross the desert in the shifting sand

Drill Sergeant, look, I’ll give you a helping hand

Up in the morning with a whistle and a yell

I know that voice and I know it well

Drill Sergeant says you better hit the floor

And don’t be walking going out the door

I like women and I like wine

But all I do is double time

Double time here and double time there

Man this life, it’s the best anywhere


I saw an old lady running down the street

Had a chute on her back, jump boots on her feet

Said, "Hey old lady, where you goin’ to?"

She said, "US Army Airborne School"

"Watcha gonna do when you get there?"

"Jump from a plane, float through the air"

I said, "Hey old lady, ain’t you been told?"

Airborne School’s for the young and the bold."

She said, "Hey young punk who you talkin’ to,

I’m an instructor at Airborne School!"

Saw an old lady marching down the road

Had a knife in her hand and a 90 lb. load

Said, "Hey old lady where you goin’ to?’

She said, "US Army Ranger School."

"Whatcha gonna do when you get there?"

"Jump and swim and kill without care"

I said, "Hey old lady, ain’t you been told?

Ranger School’s for the young and the bold."

She said, "Hey young punk who you talkin’ to

I’m an instructor at the Ranger School!"

Saw an old lady running down the track

Had fins on her feet and a tank on her back

Said, "Hey old lady where you goin’ to?"

She said, "US Army Scuba School"

"Whatcha gonna do when you get there?"

"Swim under water and never breathe air"

I said, "Hey old lady, ain’t you been told?

Scuba School’s for the young and the bold."

She said, "Hey young punk who you talkin’ to?"

I’m an instructor at Scuba School!"

Saw an old lady walkin’ down the street

I.V. in her hand and boots on her feet

I said, "Hey old lady where you goin’ to?"

She said "Army Combat Medic School"

I said, "Hey old lady ain’t you been told?

Medic School’s for the young and the bold"

She said "Hey young punk who you talkin’to?

I’m an instructor at the Medic School"


When my granny was 91

She did PT just for fun

92

She did PT better than you

93

She did PT better than me

94

She did PT more and more

95

She did PT to stay alive

96

She kept on doing flutter-kicks

97

She up and died and went to heaven

She met St. Peter at the pearly gates

Said, "St. Peter, St. Peter, hope I’m not late

St. Peter said with a big ol’ grin

"Get down granny, and knock out ten"

She replied with a big ol’ smile "Sorry, St. Peter, I’m on profile!"


One mile

No sweat

Two miles

Better yet

Three miles

Gotta run

Four miles

To the sun


I don’t know but I think I might

Jump from an airplane while in flight

Soldier, soldier, have you heard

I’m gonna jump from a big iron bird

Up in the morning in the drizzlin’ rain

Packed my chute and boarded the plane

C-130 rollin’ down the strip

64 Rangers on a one-way trip

Mission Top Secret, destination unknown

They don’t know if they’re ever coming home

When my plane gets up so high

Airborne troopers gonna dance in the sky

Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door

Jump right out and count to four

If my main don’t open wide I got a reserve by my side

If that one should fail me too

Look out ground, I’m a-coming through

If I die on the old drop zone

Box me up and ship me home

Bury speakers all around my head

So I can rock with the Grateful Dead

Bury speakers all around my toes

So I can rock with Axel Rose

If I die on a Chinese hill

Take my watch or the commies will

If I die in the Korean mud

Bury me with a case of Bud

Put my wings upon my chest

And tell my Mom I did my best



A is for Airborne

I is for in the sky

R is for Ranger

B is for bonafide

O is for on the go

R is for Rock-n-Roll

N is for never quit

E is for everyday

‘Cause I’m Airborne

All the way

Super-duper Paratrooper


R is for rough and tough

A is for all the way

N is for never quit

G is for gung-ho

E is for excellence

R is for Ranger


C-130 Rollin’ Down the Strip

C-130 rollin’ down the strip

64 Rangers on a one-way trip

Mission Top Secret, destination unknown

Don’t even know if we’re ever come home

When my plane gets up so high

Paratroopers take to the skies

Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door

My knees got weak and I hit the floor

Jumpmaster picked me up with ease

Tossed my knees into the breeze

Count one-thousand, two-thousand, three-thousand, four

My main opened with a mighty roar

But if my main don’t open wide

I got a reserve by my side

But if that one should fail me too

Look out below I’m a-comin’ through

If I die on the old drop zone

Box me up and ship me home

Pin my wings upon my chest

And then bury me in the leaning rest

Will if I die on a Chinese hill

Take my watch or the commies will

But if I die in the Korean mud

Bury me with a case of Bud


Up in the Morning

Up in the morning ‘fore the break of day

I don’t like it, no way

Eat my breakfast too damn soon

Hungry as a hound dog by noon

Went to the mess hall on my knees

"Mess Sergeant, Mess Sergeant feed me please!"

Mess Sergeant said with a big ol’grin

"If you wanna be Airborne you gotta be thin"

Up in the morning at the break of day

Working so hard we never play

Running through the jungle where the sun don’t shine

All I do is double time


Airborne Ranger

Airborne Ranger raving mad

He’s got a tab I wish I had

Black and gold and half moon shape

Airborne Ranger, he’s gone ape

Jumpin’ through windows, kickin’ down walls

Airborne Ranger’s havin’ a ball

So if there’s trouble in the world today

Call on the men in the Black Berets


When I get to Heaven

When I get to heaven

Saint Peter’s gonna say

"How’d you earn your livin’ boy?

How’d you earn your pay?"

I’ll reply with a whole lot of anger,

"I made my living as an Airborne Ranger!

Blood, guts, sex and danger

That’s the life of an Airborne Ranger!"

When I get to hell Satan’s gonna say

"How’d you earn your livin’ boy?

How’d you earn your pay?"

I’ll reply with a boot to his face

"I made my living sending souls to this place!"


No Sweat

One mile   No sweat

Two miles    Better yet

Three miles    Gotta run

Four miles   Just for fun

Come on    Let’s go

We can go    Through the snow

We can run    To the sun

We train    In the rain

A-I    R-B

O-R    N-E

Can you be    Like me?

Airborne    Infantry


Sittin’ On a Mountaintop

Sittin’ on a mountaintop beatin’ my drum

Beat it so hard the MPs come

I said MP, MP don’t arrest me

Arrest that leg behind that tree

He stole the whiskey,

I stole the wine