Buena Cadences

C130

C130 rollin down the strip

Recon ranger

Gonna take a little trip

Stand up, buckle up,

Shuffle to the door

Jump right out and count to four

And if my chute don’t open wide

I have another one by my side

And if that chute don’t open round

I’ll be the first one on the ground.

If I die on the combat zone

Box me up and ship me home.

—-Other endings—

And if I die in the old drop zone,

Box me up and ship me home.

Two Old Ladies

Two old ladies were layin in bed.

One rolled over to the other and said.

I wanna be an Airborne Ranger!

Live that life of guts and danger.

Airborne Ranger.

Guts and danger.

Two old ladies were layin in bed.

One rolled over to the other and said.

I wanna be a paramedic.

Pump that funky anesthetic.

Paramedic.

Anesthetic.

I wanna be a mountain climber.

Climb those mountains higher and higher.

Mountain climber.

Higher and higher.

I wanna be a scuba diver.

Jump right in that muddy water.

Scuba diver.

Muddy water

In the Early Morning Rain

In the early morning rain

Got A letter in the Mail

Go to war or go to jail

Got a letter in the mail

Go to war or go to jail

In the early morning rain

Packed my bags and kissed my wife

And headed for the Army life

Packed my bags and kissed my wife

And headed for the army life

In the early morning rain

Told my son not to cry

But I had a tear in my eye

Told my son not to cry

but I had a tear in my eye

In the early morning rain

Got the enemy to my front

And the Ocean to my rear

Got the enemy to my front

And the Ocean to my rear

In the early morning rain

In the early morning Rain

With my weapon in my hand

And a pocket full of sand

With my weapon in my hand

And a pocket full of sand

In the early morning rain

Coke Cadence

Delayed Coke Cadence Count C!

in a bottle

in a can

wish I had one

In my hand

A coke

A nice cold coke

shh ah..

Red Wagon

You can't ride in my little red wagon

The backseats busted and the axle's draggin

next verse

same as the first

just a whole lot louder and a whole lot worse

You can't ride in my little red wagon

The backseats busted and the axle's draggin

next verse

same as the first

just a whole lot quieter and a whole lot worse

You can't ride in my little red wagon

The backseats busted and the axle's draggin

Tiny Bubbles

In my soda

makes me happy

makes me think

Tiny bubbles

In my drink

makes me happy

makes me think

They say that in the Army

They say that in the Army the coffee’s mighty fine

It looks like muddy water and tastes like turpentine

Chorus:

Oh Lord, I wanna go

But they won’t let me go

Oh Lord, I wanna go

hoo-hoo-hoooome EH!

They say that in the Army the chow is mighty fine

a chicken jumped off the table and started marking time

Chorus:

Oh No, I wanna go

But they won’t let me go

Oh No, I wanna go

hoo-hoo-hoooome EH!

They say that in the Army the biscuits are mighty fine

one rolled off the table and killed a friend of mine

Chorus:

Oh No, I wanna go

But they won’t let me go

Oh No, I wanna go

hoo-hoo-hoooome EH!

They say that in the Army the training’s might fine

last night there were ten of us, now there’s only nine

Chorus:

Oh No, I wanna go

But they won’t let me go

Oh No, I wanna go

hoo-hoo-hoooome EH!

They say that in the Army the pay is mighty fine

they give you a hundred dollars and take back ninety-nine

Chorus:

Oh No, I wanna go

But they won’t let me go

Oh No, I wanna go hoo-hoo-hoooome

Mama Mama

Mama Mama can't you see

What the Army’s done to me

They took away my favorite jeans

Now I'm wearing Army Greens

Mama Mama can't you see

What the army’s done for me

I used to drive a Cadillac

Now I hump it on my back

Mama Mama, can't you see

What the Army’s done to me

Sat me in a Barber chair

Spun me ‘round I had no hair

Mama Mama can't you see

What the Army’s done to me

I used to love a beauty queen

Now I love my MRE’s

Buena

Everywhere we go

People wanna know

Who we are

And Where we come from

So we tell them

We are Buena

Mighty Mighty Buena

Clever Clever Buena

Rough-n-tough Buena

Straight Shooting Buena

Best ‘n West Buena

Hey Hey Captain Jack

Meet me down by the railroad track

With my woman in my hand

I'm gonna be a lovin man

A lovin' man

The best I can

For Uncle Sam

Hey Hey Captain Jack

Meet me down by the railroad track

With those flowers in my hand

I'm gonna be a supportive man

A supportive man

A lovin' man

The best I can

For Uncle Sam

Hey Hey Captain Jack

Meet me down by the railroad track

With the that door in my hand

I'm gonna be a gentleman

A gentleman

A supportive man

A lovin man

The best I can

For Uncle Sam

‘

Hey Hey Captain Jack

Meet me down by the railroad track

With that ring in my hand

I'm gonna be a proposing man

A proposin man

A gentleman

A supportive man

A lovin man

The Best I can

For Uncle Sam

Yellow Ribbon

Around her head she wore a yellow ribbon

She wore it in the spring time in the mary month of may

and if you ask her why the heck she wore it

she wore it for that soldier who is far far away

far away

she wore it for that soldier who is far far away

Behind the door her daddy kept a shotgun

He kept it in the spring time in the mary month of may

and if you asked him why the heck he kept it

he kept it for that soldier who is far far away

far away

she wore it for that soldier who is far far away

Around the block she pushed the baby carriage

she pushed it in the springtime in the mary month of may

and if you ask her why the heck she pushed it

she pushed it for that soldier who is far far away

far away

she pushed it for that soldier who is far far away

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