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vaughn
23 Dec 07,, 21:14
Vietnam was after my WW ll era but they like all military people, compose ditty's to sing or chant to pass the time of day.


Driving down the road,
In a Jeep that should be junk,
Bouncing down the road,
Most of us are drunk.

Jeep on dirt roads bounce
Making asses sore
Lord I'd sooner go to Hell,
Then finish out this tour,

Oh, Jungle Bells, Mortar Shells, VC in the grass,
Take your merry christmas cheer, and shove it up your ass....

Oh Jingle bells, mortar shells, V.C. in the grass.
We’ll get no Merry Christmas, until this tour is passed.

Oh Jingle bells, mortar shells, V.C. in the grass.
Take your homemade Christmas pies and shove them up
your ass.

Oh Jingle Bells, mortar shells VC in the grass.
There'll be no merry Christmas tree
'Til these twelve months have passed.

Oh jingle bells, mortar shells Santa Clause is dead.
I just took my M16 and Shot him in the head!

Oh jingle bells, mortar shells VC in the grass
Take your F-in Christmas Tree And shove it up your ass.”

There were more but memory is fading in the golden years.

svs
28 Dec 07,, 01:36
I remember this one.


Luang Prabang


When I came back from Luang Prabang
I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang,
But I got a wood medal and a fine harangue.
Now I'm a ****ing hero.

Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
And now the boys all envy me:
I fought for Christian Democracy
With nothing but air where my balls used to be.
Now I'm a ****ing hero

Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
When one and twenty cannon thunder
Into the bloody wild blue yonder
For a patriotic ball-less wonder.
Now I'm a ****ing hero.

Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
In Luang Prabang there is a spot
Where the corpses of your brothers rot,
And every corpse is a patriot,
And every corpse is a hero.

Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.

-- Dave Van Ronk