Rookie rhymes, by the men of the 1st and 2nd provisional training regiments, Plattsburg, New YorkPlattsburgh Barracks (N.Y.)
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Rookie rhymes, by the men of the 1st and 2nd provisional training regiments, Plattsburg, New York
Plattsburgh Barracks (N.Y.)
American poetry -- Collections; World War, 1914-1918 -- Poetry
We're on our way to Europe,
And we won't come back.
And we won't come back.
We're going to shoot an awful pill
Into the hide of Kaiser Bill.
Von Hindenburg can't stop us;
We laugh at him, hee! hee!
We've shot the pistol twice before,
Can't hit the side of a barn door.
We're on our way to Europe
To lay Bill cross our knee.
COMPANY 5 SONG
(_Original Music by Mr. H. T. Morgan_)
1
On guard! We're always on our toes;
Plattsburg has taught us pep.
We're good at being Red or Blue,
But oh, that step!
Though we may lose a few patrols,
Just watch the Allied drive.
Right where they reach the Rhine, there
You'll find New England Five.
2
Forward! We're on our way to France;
We'll make it hot for Fritz.
With bayonet or rifle,
Watch us score all hits.
Heads up! We're after Hindenburg,
We'll show him we're alive;
When we get through with him, he
Will know New England Five.
DOUBLE TIME
(_Air: Tammany_)
Double time, double time!
We're the boys with running feet,
And we never mind the heat.
Double time, double time!
Battr'y three, you always see at
Double time.
Double time, double time!
On the run we always keep,
We even do it in our sleep.
Double time, double time!
When we eat our food goes down at
Double time.
Double time, double time!
Always jump and run like Hell,
Faster than a British shell.
Double time, double time!
Boche can't hit us, for we move at
Double time.
Double time, double time!
It's the surest road to fame,
If you live and don't get lame.
Double time, double time!
Hammond's favorite outdoor sport is
Double time.
THE 8TH NEW ENGLAND
(_Air: Michael Roy_)
The Eighth New England Infantry is the one that shows them how;
If Kaiser Bill could see us drill, the war would be over now.
Out in front of the Hostess House, as we go marching by
Where the ladies are sitting, they drop their knitting, and all begin
to cry:
"For oh! For oh! What a wonderful company!
It must be either the General Staff or Company 8 N. E."
If Elihu Root could see us shoot out on the rifle range
He'd send us to Russia to help lick Prussia--oh, what a glorious change!
If General Pershing could hear us cursing the whistle that blows too
soon,
There'd be a decree that reveille would come in the afternoon.
"For oh! For oh! What a wonderful company!
It must be either the General Staff or Company 8 N. E."
MARCHING ON THE RHINE
(_Air: Rocky Road to Dublin_)
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