The Top 10 Cadences of all Time
Old Lady
I saw an old lady walkin’ down the street.She had a chute on her back, and jump boots on her feet.I said, “Hey, Old Lady, where you goin’ to?”She said, “I’m goin’ to the Army Airborne School.”I said, “Hey, Old Lady, I think you’re too old;You’d better leave that stuff to the brave and the bold.”She said, “Listen, Sonny, I’m talking to you;I’m an instructor at the Airborne School.”I saw the same old lady walkin’ down the street.She had a pack on her back, jungle boots on her feet.I said, “Hey, Old Lady, where you goin’ to?”She said, “I’m goin’ to Marine Corps Recon School.”I said, “Hey, Old Lady, I think you’re too old;You’d better leave that stuff to the brave and the bold.”She said, “Listen, Sonny, I’m talking to you;I’m an instructor at the Recon School.”I saw the old lady walkin’ down the street.She had a tank on her back, and fins on her feet.I said, “Hey, Old Lady, where you goin’ to?”She said, “I’m goin to the Navy Diving School.”I said, “Hey, Old Lady, I think you’re too old;You’d better leave that stuff to the brave and the bold.”She said, “Listen, Sonny, I’m talking to you;I’m an instructor at the Diving School.”I turned to leave, and she spun me around;She kicked me in the head, and threw me to the ground.I looked up through my tears, and with a voice full of fear,I begged, “Please, Old Lady, don’t kill me right here.”She said, “Listen, Sonny, don’t you mess with me;I’m Airborne, Recon, and UDT!”
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Tiny Bubbles
Tiny bubblesin my beermakes me happymakes me full of cheerTiny bubblesin my winemakes me happyhappy all the time
Tiny bubblesin my whiskeymakes me happymakes me feel a little frisky
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Tiny bubblesin my brandymakes me happymakes me feel so dandyTiny bubblesin my colamakes me happymakes me wanna go furtha
I can Run to Texas Just Like This
I can run to California just like this,All the way to LA and never quit.I can run to Texas just like this,All the way to Dallas and never quit.I can run to (-enter your state—) just like this,All the way to(-enter your city—) and never quit.The best way to sing this cadence is to have each member of the platoon call out his/her home state and then home city. If it is an island (Hawaii / Guam) change run for swim.
They Say that In the Army
They say that in the Army the coffee’s mighty fineIt looks like muddy water and tastes like turpentineChorus:Oh no, I wanna goBut they won’t let me goOh no, I wanna go hoo-hoo-hoooome EH!They say that in the Army the chow is mighty finea chicken jumped off the table and started marking timeChorusThey say that in the Army the biscuits are mighty fineone rolled off the table and killed a friend of mineChorusThey say that in the Army the training’s might finelast night there were ten of us, now there’s only nineChorusThey say that in the Army the pay is mighty finethey give you a hundred dollars and take back ninety-nineChorus
Somewhere there’s is a Mother
Somewhere there’s a motherShe’s crying for her boyHe’s and Airborne RangerWith his orders to deployDon’t you cry for himHe don’t need your sympathyHe’s an airborne rangerThat’s the best that he can beSomewhere there’s a fatherHe’s crying for his sonSon’s an airborne rangerWith a war to be wonDon’t you cry for himHe don’t need you sympathyHe’s an airborne rangerThat’s the best that you can beSomewhere there’s a sisterShe’s crying for her broBro’s an airborne rangerThat’s the only way to goDon’t you cry for himHe don’t need your sympathyHe’s an airborne rangerThat’s the best that he can beSomewhere there’s a daughterDad was an airborne rangerNow he’s just a folded flagDon’t you cry for himHe wouldn’t want your sympathyHe was an airborne rangerThat’s the best that he could be
C-130 Rolling Down the Strip
C130 rollin down the stripAirborn ranger Gonna take a little tripStand up, buckle up, Shuffle to the doorJump right out and count to fourAnd if my chute don’t open wideI have another one by my sideAnd if that chute don’t open roundI’ll be the first one on the ground.If I die on the combat zoneBox me up and ship me home.—-Other Endings——If I die in the Spanish Moors / Bury me deep with a case of CoorsIf I die in a firefight / Bury me deep with a case of LiteIf I die in a German Blitz / Bury me deep with a case of SchlitzIf I die don’t bring me back / Bury me with a case of JackIf I die in the Korean mud / Bury me with a case of BudBury speakers all around my head / So I can rock with the Grateful DeadBury speakers all around my toes / So I can rock with Axel Rose
I Got A Letter In the Mail
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Got a letter in the mailGo to war or go to jailSat me in that barber’s chairSpun me around, I had no hairUsed to drive a CadillacNow I pack it on my backUsed to drive a limousineNow I’m wearing Army greenDress it right and cover downForty inches all aroundNine to the front and six to the realThat’s the way we do it hereUsed to date a beauty queenNow I date my M-16Ain’t no use in lookin’ downAin’t no discharge on the groundAin’t no use in going backJody’s got your CadillacAin’t no use in calling homeJody’s got your girl and goneAin’t no use in feeling blueJody’s got your sister too
A Yellow Ribbon
Around her hair she wore a yellow ribbonShe wore it in the springtime, in the early month of MayAnd if you asked her why the heck she wore itShe’d say she wore it for her soldier who was far, far awayFar awayFar awayShe wore it for her soldier who was far, far awayAround the block she pushed a baby carriageShe pushed it in the springtime, in the early month of MayAnd if you asked her why the heck she pushed itShe’d say she pushed it for her soldier who was far, far awayFar awayFar awayShe pushed it for her soldier who was far, far awayShe kept it in the springtime, in the early month of MayAnd if you asked her why the heck she kept itShe’d say she kept it for her soldier who was far, far awayFar awayFar away
When My Grandma
When my grandma was 91She Did PT Just for FunWhen my grandma was 92She did PT better than youWhen my grandma was 93She did PT better than me
Chorus: Whatcha doin grandmamaShe loves to double timeShe does it all the timeLeft Left Lefty right-o left rightLeft Left keep it in step nowWhen my grandma was 94She did PT more and moreShe did PT to stay aliveWhen my grandma was 96She did PT just for kicksWhen my grand mama was 97She up, she died, she went to heavenWhen my grand mama was 98She meet St. Peter at the Pearly GateShe said “St. Peter, sorry I’m late”She went side-straddle hoppin’ through the Pearly Gate
PAIN!!!
Pain In my feet Continue on until you get to your head:In my shinsIn my kneesIn my hipsIn my bellyIn my armsIn my neckPainIn my headPainIn my headPAININ MY HEAD(SCREAM) PAIN(SCREAM) ITS IN YOUR HEAD (SCREAM) ITS IN YOUR HEAD!!!(SCREAM) ITS IN YOUR HEAD!!!!!!!(SCREAM) ITS ALL IN YOUR HEAD!!!!!!!
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