Oh, we march form here to there
  And it doesn?t matter where
  You can hear us push
  Through the deepest bush
  With a military air!
  With a military air!

  Sung
  We?re a cracker jack brigade
  On a pachyderm parade
  But we?d rather stroll to a water hole
  For a furlough in the shade!
  For a furlough in the shade