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The Soldier

Up in the morning before the rising sun Out on the road getting ready to run I ate my breakfast to soon Hungry as hell before noon Iwent to the mess seargeant on my knees I said seargeant seargeant wont you feed me please The mess seargeant said with a mean old grin If you want to be airborne youve got to be thin C130 rolling down the strip Airborne mama on a oneway trip Stand up hook up shuffle to the door Jump right out on the count of four If my main dont open wide Ive got another one by my side And if that one should fail the test Burry me in the leaning rest

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 9/6/2011 5:51:00 PM
dad thats very swell,,didnt really ever get to talk to u much about your time in the service but that gave me a good jist...also the 60's kis was kool it ran well together..with a great end gotta have a chevy
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Date: 9/6/2011 8:05:00 AM
Airborne! Keep your blood off the risers. You nostalgia me. Delightful.
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