1. Harvest Moon
Oh, shine on, shine on harvest
moon up in the sky
I ain't had no lovin since
January, February, June or July.
Snow time ain't no time to sit
outdoors and spoon
So shine on, shine on harvest
moon for me and my gal.2. Working on the R.R.
I've been workin' on the railroad
all the live-long day;
I've been workin' on the railroad
just to pass the time away;
Doan' you hear de whistle
blowin ?
Rise up so early in do morn;
Doan't yo hear de captain
shoutin'
"Dinah blow your horn."
3. I want a Girl
I want a girl, just like the girl
That married dear old Dad.
She was a pearl, and the only girl
That Daddy ever had. A good
Old-fashioned girl with heart so
true--
One who loves nobody else but you-
I want a girl, just like the girl
That married dear old dad!
4. Beer Barrel Polka
Roll out the barrel
We'll have a barrel of fun
Roll out the barrel
We've got the blues on the run
Zing! Boom! Tararre!
Ring out a song of good cheer
Now's the time to roll the barrel
For the Gang's all here.
5. Army Air Corps
Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
Climbing high into the sun;
Here they come zooming to meet our
thunder,
At 'em boys, give 'er the gun!
Down we dive spouting our flame from
under,
Off with one helluva roar!
We live in fame or go down in flame;
Nothing'll stop the Army Air Corps!
CHORUS
Here's a Toast to the host of those
who love the vastness of the sky;
To a friend we send a message of his
brother men who fly.
We drink to those who gave their all
of old,
Then down we roar to score the
rainbows pot of gold.
A Toast to the host of men we boast,
the Army Air Corps.
Minds of men fashioned a crate of
thunder,
Sent it high into the blue;
Hands of men blasted the world asunder;
How they lived God only knew!
Souls of men dreaming of skies to
conquer
Gave us wings ever to soar.
With scouts before and bombers
galore.
Nothing'll stop the Army Air Corps!
off we go into the wild sky yonder,
Keep the wings level and true.
If you'd live to be a haired
wonder, gray
Keep the nose out of the blue!
Flying-men guarding the Nations
border,
We'll be there followed by more.
In echelon we carry on,
Nothing'll stop the Army Air Corps. |
6. Caissons Go Rolling Along
over hill, over dale, we have hit the
dusty trail
And those caissons go rolling along
Counter march! Right about!
Hear those wagon soldiers shout
While those caissons go rolling along
For its Hi! Hi! Hee! in the Field
Artillery
Call off your numbers loud and strong
And where-e'er we go
You will always know
That those caissons are rolling along.
That those caissons are rolling along.7. Its a Grand Old Flag
Its a grand old flag,
Its a high flying flag
and forever in peace may it wave,
Its the emblem of the land I love,
the home of the free-and the brave.
Every heart beats true for the Red,
White and Blue
And with never a boast or brag,
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
8. Sentimental Journey
Gonna take a Sentimental Journey
Gonna set my heart at ease
Gonna make a Sentimental Journey
To renew old memories
Got my bag, got my reservation,
Spent each dime I could afford
Like a child in wild anticipation
Long to hear that "All aboard"
Seven, that's the time we leave,
at seven
I'll be waitin' up for
Countin' Heaven,
every mile of railroad track
that takes me back
Never thought heart could be so
"yearny" my
Why did.I decide to roam?
Gotta take this Sentimental Journey
Sentimental Journey Home.
9. Chattanooga Choo Choo
Pardon me boy, is that the
Chattanooga Choo Choo,
Track twenty-nine,
Boy you can gimme a shine.
I can afford -- to board a
Chattanooga Choo Choo
I've got my fare -- and just a
trifle to spare.
You leave the Pennsylvania
station 'bout a quarter to four,
Read-a magazine and then you're
in Baltimore
Dinner in the diner, nothing
could be finer
Than to have your ham 'n' eggs.
in Carolina.
When you hear the whistle blowing
eight to the bar --
Then -- you know that Tennessee is
is not very far,
Shovel all the coal in, gotta keep
it rolling
Woo, Woo, Chattanooga, there you
are.
There's gonna be a certain party
at the station
Satin and lace,
I used to call funny face.
she's gonna cry--until I tell her
that I'll never roam,
So Chattanooga Choo Choo won't
you choo choo me, home...
Chatanooga Choo Choo won't you choo
choo me home.
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