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| Senior Member | Whats your favorite cadence? What are some of your favorite cadences? One of my favorites is Airborne Ranger: Rangers! All the way Here we go Here we go C-130 rollin down the strip! Airborne Daddy goin' take a little trip Mission unspoken, destination unknown, dont even know if were ever coming home! Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door Jump right out and count to four, If my main dont open wide, Ive got a reserve by my side, and if that one should faill me too, look out ground, im a coming through! And if I die on the old drop zone, box me up and ship me home Tell my girl i did my best, Bury me with the leanin' rest! When I get to heaven; Saint Peters goin' say! "How'd ya earn your living" "How'd ya earn your pay?" I will reply with a whole lotta anger! Earned my pay as an AIRBORNE RANGER!
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| We don't have those, but one we used to sing anyway was a little less gung-ho (one never likes to be boastful, after all), and a little more tongue in cheek: I wanna be a bus-conductor! I wanna have long, greasy hair! I wanna be a bus conductor, Smokin' ganja everywhere... About all I can remember...
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| Der Crewchief ![]() Join Date: Nov 2004 Location: Ansbach, Germany
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| These were my favorites that we sang when I was in the Army: Airborne Ranger I wanna be an airborne ranger, Live the life of guts and danger. Airborne ranger, Life of danger. I wanna be a scuba diver, Swim around in the muddy water. Scuba diver, muddy water. Airborne ranger, life of danger. I wanna be an S.F. medic, Shoot some funky anisthetic. S.F.medic, anesthetic. Scuba diver, muddy water. Airborne ranger, guts and danger. And when I retire. Im gonna be a texas ranger, Drive around in sking tight wranglers! Texas ranger, skin tight wranglers. Im gonna be a UPS man, Drive around in a ugly brown van. Ups man, ugly brown van Texas ranger, skintight wranglers. Im gonna be a forrest ranger. Chipmunks are my greatest danger. Forrest ranger, chipmunk danger. UPS man, ugly brown van. Forrest ranger, chipmunk danger. Hail Hail Infantry Wake up to a mortar attack Hit the ground, I'm out of the rack My sergeant rushes me off to chow But I don't eat it anyhow Refrain: Oh hail, Oh hail, Oh infantry Queen of battle, follow me Oh, airborne ranger's the life for me For nothing in this world is free From a big bird in the sky All will jump and some will die Off to battle we will go To live or die, hell I don't know. Hit the ground with American pride A bullet through a commie's eye He ought to be damn glad he died He'd hate for me to take him alive It's true that some of us will die Airborne rangers learn to fly But not today as I hit the ground Lock and load another round Early at night, it's drizzling rain I am hit and feel no pain But in my heart I have no fear Because my Ranger God is near Mortars and artillery The screaming bursts around me Jagged shrapnel on the fly Kills my buddy, makes me cry Over the hill, some men I've seen Head to toe in Army green Moving tactically, not a sound Infantry soldiers on the ground Assault, support are all in place The enemy unaware of his fate Claymores blast and 60's roar Again, the airborne ranger scores Its true that someday I'll be dead Before I go I'll take more heads Before us enemies all will flee 'Cause we're the airborne infantry I'll never be in Infantry... I'll never be in infantry Queen of battle not for me Chairborne, chairborne pogue I'll be Refrain Staff platoon's the life for me. Up in the morning, out of bed Do some stretches, hit the head Drink some coffee, settle down Nothing like Columbian grounds. From a desk I oversee Typed reports and spilled coffee Off to meetings I will go Can I stay awake, Hell I don't know. Early at night it's drizzling rain I slip in the mud, I get a sprain A purple heart they gave to me What can I do for a D-S-C. Armor and artillery Are things I hear but never see They frighten me and make too much noise I'm scared of big old soldiers' toys. Well dug in and over the hill Is where I made and keep my still Swilling hooch and playing cards Is life for me and not too hard. It's true that someday I'll be dead With lots of gray hair on my head It's hard to get a shot at me Cause REMF is all I'll ever be. Shoot, Shoot, Shoot... I hear the choppers coming They're flying overhead They've come to get the wounded They've come to get the dead Refrain: Airborne (shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot to kill) Ranger (shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot to kill) * My buddy's in a foxhole A bullet in his head The Army says he's living But I know that he's dead I ran to tell the C-O About my buddy's head But when I got there The C-O was dead And now the battle's over The smoke is all around We wanted to go home But we're six feet underground Deep in a battlefield, covered in mud Lies an Airborne Ranger dying in blood Refrain: Airborne (shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot to kill) Ranger (shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot to kill) He fought to keep America free He was a soldier like you and me Those silver wing upon his chest Tells America that he's one of the best Old King Cole Old King Cole was a merry old soul, a merry old soul was he. He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Privates three. Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates. (Chorus) What merry men are we! but none so fair that we can compare to the Airborne Infantry! Old King Cole was a merry old soul, a merry old soul was he. He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Corporals three. I need a three day pass said the Corporal Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates. (Chorus) Old King Cole was a merry old soul, a merry old soul was he. He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Sergeants three. Left right left said the Sergeant. I need a three day pass said the Corporal Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates. (Chorus) Old King Cole was a merry old soul, a merry old soul was he. He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his El Tee's three. What do I do now? Said the El Tee. Left right left said the Sergeant. I need a three day pass said the Corporal Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates. (Chorus) Old King Cole was a merry old soul, a merry old soul was he. He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Captains three. Who's gonna drive my Hummer? Said the Captain What do I do now? Said the El Tee. Left right left said the Sergeant. I need a three day pass said the Corporal Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates. (Chorus) Old King Cole was a merry old soul, a merry old soul was he. He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Majors three. I need a bigger desk said the major. Who's gonna drive my Hummer? Said the Captain What do I do now? Said the El Tee. Left right left said the Sergeant. I need a three day pass said the Corporal Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates. (Chorus) Old King Cole was a merry old soul, a merry old soul was he. He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Colonels three. When can I play golf? Said the Colonel. I need a bigger desk said the major. Who's gonna drive my Hummer? Said the Captain. What do I do now? Said the El Tee. Left right left said the Sergeant. I need a three day pass said the Corporal Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates. (Chorus) Old King Cole was a merry old soul, a merry old soul was he. He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his Generals three. Keep those Privates straight! Said the Generals When can I play golf? Said the Colonel. I need a bigger desk said the major. Who's gonna drive my Hummer? Said the Captain. What do I do now? Said the El Tee. Left right left said the Sergeant. I need a three day pass said the Corporal Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates. or the marching version: Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe and called for his bowl and he called for his privates, three Beer, beer, beer said the privates Merry men are we But none so fair that they can compare to the airborne infantry Old King Cole was a merry old soul and a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe and called for his bowl and he called for his corporals, three I need a three-day pass said the corporals Beer, beer, beer said the privates Merry men are we But none so fair that they can compare to the airborne infantry * The cadence continues on in this manner, with a verse about a higher = rank and repeating all of the ranks before. Eight verses are sung with = these lyrics: (the cadet is added only if you want to) privates three see above corporals three see above sergeants three "file from the left, column right said the Sgts"= lieuies three (pronounced loo-ee) "I'll lead the way said the lieuies' captains three "charge that hill said the captains" majors three "who's gonna shine my boots said the majors" colonels three "where's my star said the colonels" generals three "war, war, war" cadets three "when do I get my check?"
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| Superman Me and Superman got in a fight I hit him in the head with some Kryptonite I hit him so hard I busted his brain And now I'm dating Lois Lane Well, me and Batman, we had one, too I hit him in the head with my left shoe Right in the temple with my left heel And now I'm driving the Batmobile hr> A...A...MEN ) A...A.........MEN ) sung by the group A...A...MEN AMEN AMEN ) sing it over ) sing it louder now ) sing it soft now ) real loud now ) sung by cadence caller between each line real soft now ) Hallelujah! ) praise the Lord now ) Old Lady I saw an old lady running down the street Had a chute on her back, jump boots on her feet Said, "Hey old lady, where you goin' to?" She said, "US Army Airborne School" Whatcha gonna do when you get there? Jump from a plane and fall through the air I said, "Hey old lady, ain't you been told? Airborne School's for the brave and the bold." She said, "Hey, now soldier, don't be a fool, I'm an instructor at Airborne School!" Saw an old lady marching down the road Had a knife in her hand and a 90 lb. load Said, "Hey old lady, where you goin' to?" She said, "US Army Ranger School" Whatcha gonna do when you get there? Jump, swim, and kill without a care I said, "Hey old lady, ain't you been told? Ranger School's for the brave and the bold." She said, "Hey, now soldier, don't be a fool, I'm an instructor at Ranger School!" Saw an old lady running down the track Had fins on her feet and a tank on her back Said, "Hey old lady, where you goin' to?" She said, "US Army Scuba School" Whatcha gonna do when you get there? Swim under water and never breathe air I said, "Hey old lady, ain't you been told? Scuba School's for the brave and the bold." She said, "Hey, now diver, don't be a fool, I'm an instructor at Scuba School!" Granny When my granny was 91 She did PT just for fun 92 She did PT better than you 93 She did PT better than me 94 She did PT more and more 95 She did PT to stay alive 96 She kept on doing flutter-kicks 97 She up and died and went to heaven She met St. Peter at the pearly gates Said, "St. Peter, St. Peter, hope I'm not late St. Peter said with a big ol' grin "Get down granny, and knock out ten" She replied with a big ol' smile "Sorry, St. Peter, I'm on profile!" Airborne I don't know but I think I might Jump from an airplane while in flight Soldier, soldier, have you heard I'm gonna jump from a big iron bird Up in the morning in the drizzlin' rain Packed my chute and boarded the plane C-130 rollin' down the strip 64 Rangers on a one-way trip Mission Top Secret, destination unknown They don't know if their ever coming home When my plane gets up so high Airborne troopers gonna dance in the sky Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door Jump right out and count to four If my main don't open wide I got a reserve by my side If that one should fail me too Look out ground, I'm a-coming through If I die on the old drop zone Box me up and ship me home Bury speakers all around my head So I can rock with the Grateful Dead Bury speakers all around my toes So I can rock with Axel Rose If I die on a Chinese hill Take my watch or the commies will If I die in the Korean mud Bury me with a case of Bud Put my wings upon my chest And tell my Mom I did my best Letter in the Mail Got a letter in the mail Go to war or go to jail Sat me in that barber's chair Spun me around, I had no hair Used to drive a Cadillac Now I pack it on my back Used to drive a limousine Now I'm wearing Army green Dress it right and cover down Forty inches all around Nine to the front and six to the rear That's the way we do it here Used to date a beauty queen Now I date my M-16 Ain't no use in lookin' down Ain't no discharge on the ground Ain't no use in going back Jody's got your Cadillac Ain't no use in calling home Jody's got your girl and gone Ain't no use in feeling blue Jody's got your sister too Took away my faded jeans Now I'm wearing Army greens They took away my gin and rum Now I'm up before the sun Mama Mama can't you see What this Army's done for me Mama Mama can't you see This Army life is killing me In the Army They say that in the Army, the chicken's mighty fine One jumped off the table and started marking time Refrain: Oh, Lord I wanna go But they won't let me go (group ends this line with home, stretched out over 8 paces, and a "Hey" on the right foot to end the refrain) They say that in the Army, the pay is mighty fine They give you a hundred dollars and take back ninety-nine They say that in the Army, the coffee's mighty fine It looks like muddy water, and tastes like turpentine They say that in the Army, the biscuits are mighty fine One rolled off the table and killed a friend of mine They say that in the Army, the meat is mighty fine Last night we had ten puppies, this morning only nine They say that in the Army, the shoes are mighty fine You ask for size eleven, they give you size nine They say that in the Army, the pancakes are mighty fine You can try to chew them, but you're only wasting time They say that in the Army, the bed's are mighty fine But how the hell would I know, I've never slept in mine They say that in the Army, the mail is so great Today I got a letter dated 1948 They say that in the Army, the hours are just right Start early in the morning and work on through the night They say that in the Army, the buses are mighty fine One went round the corner, and left three wheels behind They say that in the Army, the coffee's mighty fine It's good for cuts and bruises and tastes like iodine They say that in the Army, the chicken's mighty fine One jumped off the table and killed a friend of mine
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| Those last ones are more like it. Still a bit warlike for my taste, though! Talking of these things, it's interesting to do a little culture: The Brits, and friends like the Rhodesians, sing songs which generally take the piss out of themselves and their abilities. The Yanks sing songs which are often very gung-ho. The French sing songs about leaving their loved ones and dying horribly in great torment. The Germans sing songs about leaving their loved ones and inflicting great damage on the other lot opposite. I'm not sure if the Italians have time or breath for singing...
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| Singing was very important in the RKKA, and probably the most famous song of the entire war was Katyusha. I transliterated phonetically the lyrics some time ago so that you can sing along. http://www.barynya.com/mp3/Katiusha.mp3 Rass svet tali yab blonee e grooshee, Pop le le too manee nad rekoi Vee hodeela na bereg Kata yusha Na veesok kee na bereg, na krutoi Vee hadeela, pesnoo zavo deela Pra step nova sees sava ora la Pra tava kata rovo loou beela Pra tavo ch'i pis'ma beree eegla. Oi, tee pesna, pes necka dev veecha, Tee lyetee za yasnem sol yents svyled I boits sooyou na dal nem po granee chee Ot Katyoo shee peredai privyet Pwoost' on vspomnit devooshku prost tooyu Pwoost' oos leeshit' kak ona poyot. Pwoost' on zemlyoou berez shyot rodnooyu A lyoobov' Katyoosha sh beres shot. Rass svet tali yab blonee e grooshee, Pop le le too manee nad rekoi Vee hodeela na bereg Kata yusha Na veesok kee na bereg, na krutoi Last edited by Medvedya; 10-28-2006 at 02:17 PM. |
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| Der Crewchief ![]() Join Date: Nov 2004 Location: Ansbach, Germany
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| Cool good stuff.
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| Got to admit, the RKKA/Soviet Army/Russian Army do do some very good shows... fantastic singing and spectacular dance routines!
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| And for us good old Army Aviation brothers: "Above The Best" High Above the Best, High Above the Best We are Army Aviation U.S.A. proud and strong We meet the test Angels of mercy in a landing zone Lifting up the wounded when the battle’s on Skies filled with thunder Wearing silver wings upon our chest We meet the needs of ground command As we aid the nation’s quest Army Aviation flying High Above the Best! Up into the sky Up where eagles fly We will defend our country never rest America we give our best We were there fighting in Korea We were there in Vietnam Whenever our country needs us Wings of thunder carry on!
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| Senior Member | Awesome cadences Alder. Some of those are new to me. Here's our moitivated chant: Alpha, are you MOTIVATED? Motivated, motivated, down right motivated! Hoo-hah I wanna slap yo mamma! Hoo-hah I wanna beat yo daddy! Beat em with a stick, beat em with a stick HOOAH! Here's one I made up: Hoo-hah you say "Who the hell are we?" Hoo-hah, "wadda ya mean? Were Alpha Company!" (or JROTC)
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| Don't muck around with a good old Kiwi Army haka. General Rose was confronted by OPFOR Kiwis doing the Haka in Bos. He stepped behind the Kiwi Colonel in suprise with the ferocity and display. Can't remember his exact words afterwards but "I don't know about the enemy, but you just scared the P!ss out of me" is close enough.
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| The only cadence we had was some DI calling step and abusing those that messed up his work |
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| "What the 'Ell do you think you are playing at, Sir, messing up my parade!" said the RSM...
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| "Sarge! There are only three kinds of Sarge in the British Army; Mas-sarge, saus-sarge, and pas-sarge! It is Staff or Sergeant! Now try again before I mas-sarge my saus-sarge up your pas-sarge!" Other one is "Sir! Don't call me Sir! I work for a living! It is Staff or Sergeant!" |
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