C Company Featuring Terry Nelson

C Company Featuring Terry Nelson - Battle Hymn Of Lt Calley

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Once upon a time there was a little boy who wanted to grow up
And be a soldier and serve his country in whatever way he could
He would parade around the house with a sauce pan on his head
For a helmet, a wooden sword in one hand and the American flag in the other
As he grew up, he put away the things of a child but he never let go of the flag

 My name is William Calley, I'm a soldier of this land
 I've tried to do my duty and to gain the upper hand
 But they've made me out a villain they have stamped me with a brand
 As we go marching on

 I'm just another soldier from the shores of U.S.A.
 Forgotten on a battle field then thousand miles away
 While life goes on as usual from New York to Santa Fe
 As we go marching on

 I've seen my buddies ambushed on the left and on the right
 And their youthful bodies riddled by the bullets of the night
 Where all the rules are broken and the only law is might
 As we go marching on

 While we're fighting in the jungles they were marching in the street
 While we're dying in the rice fields they were helping our defeat
 While we're facing V.C. bullets they were sounding a retreat
 As we go marching on

 With our sweat we took the bunkers, with our tears we took the plain
 With our blood we took the mountains and they gave it back again
 Still all of us are soldiers, we're too busy to complain
 As we go marching on

 When I reach my final campground in that land beyond the sun
 And the great commander asks me, "Did you fight or did you run?"
 I'll stand both straight and tall stripped of medals, rank and gun
 And this is what I'll say:

 Sir, I followed all my orders and I did the best I could
 It's hard to judge the enemy and hard to tell the good
 Yet there's not a man among us would not have understood

 We took the jungle village exactly like they said
 We responded to their rifle fire with everything we had
 And when the smoke had cleared away a hundred souls lay dead

 Sir, the soldier that's alive is the only once can fight
 There's no other way to wage a war when the only one in sight
 That you're sure is not a VC is your buddy on your right

 When all the wars are over and the battle's finally won
 Count me only as a soldier who never left his gun
 With the right to serve my country as the only prize I've won
 As we go marching on
 Glory, glory hallelujah glory, glory hallelujah
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Author: Julian Wilson, James M. Smith

Composer: C Company

Publisher: ?

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Language: English

Appearing on: Wake Up America (1971)

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