Marching Cadence
Hail Oh Hail Oh Infantry
Up in the morning out of the rack,
Greeted at dawn by an early attack!
First Sergeant rushes me off to chow,
But I don’t eat it anyhow!
*Oh Hail Oh Hail Oh Infantry!
Queen of Battle follow me!
An Airborne Ranger’s life for me,
Cause nothin’ in this world is free!*
I’m a big bird in the sky!
All will jump and some will die!
Off to battle we will go,
To live or die hell I don’t know!
*Refrain*
Early at night it’s drizzling rain!
I’m hit, I feel no pain!
In my heart I have no fear,
Because my ranger god is here!
*Refrain*
Mortars and artillery!
Screamin’ bursts sourrounds me!
Jagged shrapnel on the fly,
Kills my buddy makes me cry!
*Refrain*
Hi Ho Lock n’ Load
Hi ho lock n load!
The engines are running we’re ready to go!
Kill the enemy take control!
So early, so early, so early in the mornin’!
See the tanker on the hill,
He’s locked and loaded and ready to kill!
He gets the order to fire at will!
So early, so early, so early in the mornin’!
Sniper on the ground!
He’s movin’ in without a sound!
He locks and loads a single round!
So early, so early, so early in the mornin’!
Choppers on the fly!
The F-16s go zoomin’ by!
Bombs and missiles fill the sky!
So early, so early, so early in the mornin’!
Hi ho lock n load!
The sound of war is loud and cold!
Kill the enemy take his soul!
So early, so early, so early in the mornin’!
Here we go again
Deep in the battlefield
Here we go again!
Same old stuff again!
Marching down the avenue!
<insert time> more weeks and we’ll be through!
I’ll be glad and so will you!
I won’t have to look at you!
You won’t have to look at me!
Deep in the battlefield covered in mud!
Lies an airborne ranger dying in his blood!
Dress it right and cover down,
Forty inches all around!
Standin’ tall and lookin’ good,
Ought a be in Hollywood!
Am I right or wrong!?
--You’re Right!
Are we weak or strong!?
--We’re Strong!
Sound off!
--One, Two!
SOUND OFF!!
--THREE, FOUR!
Break it on down now!
--One, two, three, four, one, two…THREE
FOUR!
Air-bo-o-o-orne!
Range-e-ers lead the way!
He fought to keep America free!
A soldier just like you and me!
Air-bo-o-o-orne!
Range-e-ers lead the way!
Pin his medals upon his chest!
For he is one of America’s best!
Air-bo-o-o-orne!
Range-e-ers lead the way!
I met a total stranger
Infantry Units
Walkin’ down the street one day, I met a total
stranger!
Eighty-Second!
Patch on your shoulder!
Pick up your chute and follow me!
Airborne Infantry!
He asked me what I wanted to be!
I said an airborne ranger!
Air-bo-o-o-orne!
Range-e-ers lead the way!
I hear the choppers comin’!
They’re comin’ over there!
They’ve come to get the wounded!
They’ve come to get the dead!
Air-bo-o-o-orne!
Range-e-ers lead the way!
Sittin’ in my foxhole
Just sharpenin’ my knife
Up jumps the enemy!
I had to take his life!
Air-bo-o-o-orne!
Range-e-ers lead the way!
My buddy’s in a foxhole
A bullet in his head
The medic says he’s wounded!
But I know that he’s dead!
Air-bo-o-o-orne!
Range-e-ers lead the way!
I go to wake the C.O.
He’s sleepin’ in his bed
But when I roll him over!
I see he’s already dead!
One-Oh-One!
Patch on your shoulder!
Pick up your rope and follow me!
Air Assault Infantry!
Big red one!
Patch on your shoulder
Get in your bradleys and follow me!
Mechanized Infantry!
Twenty-Fifth!
Patch on your shoulder
Pick up your NODS and follow me!
Night Fightin’ Infantry!
Tenth Mountain!
Patch on your shoulder!
Pick up your rucks and follow me!
Light Infantry!
They say that in the Army
The Army life is not my style
They say that in the Army, the chow is mighty
fine!
O-o-o-o-o-oh!
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na!
The Army life is not my style!
The Army life is not my style!
The chicken jumped off the table and started
marching time!
Oh lord, I wanna go!
But they won’t let me go!
--But they won’t let me go-o-o-o-o-o, Hey!
They say that in the Army, the pay is might
fine!
They give you a hundred dollars, and take back
ninety-nine!
Oh lord, I wanna go!
But they won’t let me go!
--But they won’t let me go-o-o-o-o-o, Hey!
They say that in the Army, the coffee’s mighty
fine!
It looks like muddy water, and tastes like
turpentine!
Oh lord, I wanna go!
But they won’t let me go!
--But they won’t let me go-o-o-o-o-o, Hey!
Uh oh oh no!
I gotta leave I gotta go!
This Army life is crazy!
It’s got me, it’s got me, it’s got me missin’ my baby!
Mama mama can’t you see?
What this army’s done to me!
They sat me in a barber’s chair
Spun me ‘round I had no hair
The Army life is not my style!
They got me, they got me, they got me lookin’ like
Gomer Pyle!
I used to drive a Cadillac
But now I’m humpin’ it on my back!
I used to date a beauty queen
But now I shoot my M16!
I used to wear my faded jeans
But now I’m wearin’ Army greens!
I used to drive a Chevrolet
But now I’m marchin’ everyday!
I used to eat at Micky-Ds
But now I’m eatin’ MREs!
Uh oh oh no!
I gotta leave I gotta go!
The Army life is not my style!
But I guess I’ll stay a little while…
Tiny Bubbles
Army Colors
Tiny bubbles!
In my wine!
Makes me happy!
Makes me feel fine!
The Army colors!
The color is red!
To show the world
The blood we’ve shed!
I don’t know
But I heard a rumour
Alpha Company
Likes to wear bloomers!
*Your left, your left, right!
Your left, right, your left!
Your left, your left, right!
Now stay in step!*
Your left, your left!
Your left, right, left!
Your left, your left!
Your military left!
The Army colors!
The color is white!
To show the world
That we will fight!
Tiny bubbles!
In my beer!
Makes me happy!
Fills me with cheer!
*Refrain*
I don’t know
But I’ve been told
Delta Company!
Is good as gold!
Your left, your left!
Your left, right, left!
Your left, your left!
Your Delta Company left!
The Army colors!
The color is blue!
To show the world
That we are true!
*Refrain*
The Army colors!
The color is black!
To show the world
That we’ll attack!
*Refrain*
The Army colors!
The color is gold!
To show the world
That we are bold!
*Refrain*
Airborne Ranger, Where have you been?
Airborne Ranger, Airborne Ranger, where have you
Been?
Around the world, and back again!
Airborne Ranger, Airborne Ranger, how’d you get
There?
In a C-130 flyin’ low!
Airborne Ranger Airborne ranger, how’d you get
Down?
In a T-10 Delta, big and round!
Airborne Ranger Airborne Ranger, what did you do?
I killed some commies, for me and you!
Airborne Ranger Airborne Ranger, how’d you get
Back?
I marched all the way, with a ruck on my back!
Count Cadence
(As cadence caller begins with “Delay the Cadence,”
Everyone sounds of with “ooooooOOOOHHHH!”
Count the cadence
Delay the cadence (oooooooooOOHHH!)
Count the cadence you know! (OOHHHHHH!)
ONE! Hey there soldier!
TWO! Better do your best
THREE! Before you find yourself
FOUR! In the leanin’ rest!
ONE! Hit it!
TWO! Hit it!
THREE! Hit it!
FOUR! Hit it!
One, two, three, four, we’re not the damn Marine
Corps. We like it here, we love it here, we finally
Found our home! (A what?) A Home! (A what?)
A Home! (A What?) A home away from home!
Get on back home
I don’t know why I left
But I know that I done wrong
And it won’t be long
Till I get on back home
Got a letter in the mail
Said go to war or go to jail
Sat me in a barber’s chair
Spun me ‘round I had no hair
Used to drive a Cadillac
But now I hump it on my back
I use to drive a Chevrolet
But now I’m marchin’ everyday
Dress it right and cover down
Forty inches all around
Nine to the front and six to the rear
That’s the way we do it here
Used to date a beauty queen
But now I date my M-16
Ain’t no use in lookin’ down
Ain’t no discharge on the ground
Ain’t no use in goin back
Jody’s got your Cadillac
Ain’t no use in callin’ home
Jody’s got your girl and gone
Ain’t no use in feelin’ blue
Jody’s got your sister too
They took away my faded jeans
Now I’m wearin’ army greens
They took away my gin and rum
Now I’m up before the sun
Mama, mama can’t you see
What this army’s done for me
Mama, mama can’t you see
This army life is killing me!
RUNNING CADENCES
I saw an old lady…
E-R
Ranger!
I saw an old lady walkin’ down the street!
All day!
She had a chute on her back and jump boots on her Everyday!
Feet.
Motivated!
I said, Hey old lady where ya goin’ to?!
Dedicated!
She said, U.S. Army Airborne School!
Hardcore!
I said, Hey old lady, haven’t you been told?
Want some more!
Airborne School’s for the young and the bold!
She said, hey young man, don’t be a fool!
I saw an old lady walkin’ down the street!
I’m a Jumpmaster at the Airborne School!
She had a tank on her back and flippers on her feet.
I said, hey old lady, where ya goin’ to?
Cause I’m A-I
She said, U.S. Army Scuba School!
R-B
I said, hey old lady, haven’t you been told?
O-R
Scuba School’s for the young and the bold!
N-E
She said, hey young man, don’t be a fool!
Airborne!
I’m an instructor at the Scuba School!
All day!
Everyday!
Cause I’m S-C
Hardcore!
U-B
Want some more!
A-hey!
Motivated!
Scuba!
Dedicated!
All day!
Super-duper!
Everyday!
Para-trooper!
Motivated!
Dedicated!
I saw an old lady walkin’ down the street!
Hardcore!
She had a ruck on her back and jungle boots on her Want some more!
Feet.
I said, hey old lady, where ya goin’ to?
I saw an old lady walkin’ down the street!
She said, U.S. Army Ranger School!
She had a rifle in hand and combat boots on her feet.
I said, hey old lady, haven’t you been told?
I said, hey old lady, where ya goin’ to?
Ranger School’s for the young and the bold!
She said, U.S. Army Infantry School!
She said, hey young man, don’t be a fool!
I said, hey old lady, haven’t you been told?
I’m an R.I. at the Ranger School!
Infantry School is for the young and the bold!
She said, hey young man, don’t be a fool!
Cause I’m R-A
I’m a Drill Sergeant at the Infantry School!
N-G
Cause I’m I-N
F-A
N-T
R-Y
Infantry!
All day!
Everyday!
Motivated!
Dedicated!
Hardcore!
Want some more!
Infantry!
Follow me!
I wanna be!
11B!
C-130
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 comin’ home!
Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door!
Jump right out and count to four!
If my main don’t open wide,
I’ve got a reserve by my side!
And if that one should fail me too,
Look out ground, I’m comin’ through!
Now if I die on that ‘ol drop zone,
Box me up and ship me home!
Tell my mom I did my best!
And bury me in the leanin’ rest!
C-17
C-17 flyin’ over division!
Don’t give a damn about no weather decision!
64 Rangers all stuck inside!
64 Rangers ready to die!
Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door!
My knees got weak and I hit the floor!
Jumpmaster picked me up with ease!
And kicked my cherry ass into the breeze!
I slipped to my left, I slipped to my right!
I slipped down in-to a firefight!
Now if I die on that ‘ol drop zone!
Box me up and ship me home!
Tell my mom I did my best!
And bury me in the leanin’ rest!
When I get to heaven
When I get to heaven,
St. Peter’s gonna say,
How’d you make a livin’ boy?
How’d you earn your pay?
And I reply with a whole lot of anger
Made my livin’ as an Airborne Ranger!
And if I go to hell,
Satan’s gonna say,
How’d you make a livin’ boy?
How’d you earn your pay?
And I’ll reply with a boot to his chest
Made my living puttin’ souls to rest!
When my granny was 91
When my granny was 91,
She did PT just for fun!
And when my granny was 92,
She did PT better than you!
And when my granny was 93,
She did PT better than me!
And when my granny was 94,
She did PT more and more!
And when my granny was 95,
She did PT to stay alive!
And when my granny was 96,
She did PT just for kicks!
And when my granny was 97,
She up, she died, and she went to heaven!
She met St. Peter at the Pearly Gates
She said, sorry St. Peter if I’m 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, but I’m on profile!