I wish all the ladies
Were bells on a tower
And I was the bellboy
I’d bang ‘em by the hour
I wish all the ladies
Were pies on a shelf
And I was the baker
I’d eat ‘em all myself
I wish all the ladies
Were holes on a road
And I was the dump truck
I’d fill ‘em with my load
I wish all the ladies
Were bricks in a pile
And I was the mason
I’d lay ‘em all like tile
(FOUR STEPS BETWEEN CALLER’S CADENCE)
Caller: Count cadence, delay cadence, Marine Corps cadence, count!
Formation: ONE
C: I can’t hear you.
F: TWO
C: A little louder.
F: THREE
C: Let me hear it.
F: FOUR
C: That’s the way now.
(Formation calls directly after caller)
F: ONE
C: U
F: TWO
C: S
F: THREE
C: M
F: FOUR
C: C
(both caller formation at the same time)
1,2,3,4
United States Marine Corps
Chesty Puller was a good Marine,
a good Marine was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his guns
and he called for his Privates three.
Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.
(Chorus)
The army’s fair, but they can’t compare to Marine Corps Infantry!
Chesty Puller was a good Marine,
a good Marine was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his guns
called for his Corporals three.
I need a three day pass said the Corporal
Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.
(chorus)
Chesty Puller was a good Marine,
a good Marine was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his guns
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)
Chesty Puller was a good Marine,
a good Marine was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his guns
And he called for his Gunny’s three.
That’s a crock of shit said the Gunny.
Left right left said the Sergeant.
I need a three day pass said the Corporal
Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.
(Chorus)
Chesty Puller was a good Marine,
a good Marine was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his guns
and he called for his Louies three.
We do all the work said the Louie.
That’s a crock of shit said the Gunny.
Left right left said the Sergeant.
I need a three day pass said the Corporal
Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.
Chesty Puller was a good Marine,
a good Marine was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his guns
and he called for his Captains three.
Who’s gonna drive my Jeep? Said the Captain
We do all the work said the Louie.
That’s a crock of shit said the Gunny.
Left right left said the Sergeant.
I need a three day pass said the Corporal
Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.
(Chorus)
Chesty Puller was a good Marine,
a good Marine was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his guns
and he called for his Majors three.
I need a bigger desk said the major.
Who’s gonna drive my jeep? Said the Captain
We do all the work said the Louie.
That’s a crock of shit said the Gunny.
Left right left said the Sergeant.
I need a three day pass said the Corporal
Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.
(Chorus)
Chesty Puller was a good Marine,
a good Marine was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his guns
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 jeep? Said the Captain.
We do all the work said the Louie.
That’s a crock of shit said the Gunny.
Left right left said the Sergeant.
I need a three day pass said the Corporal
Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.
(Chorus)
Chesty Puller was a good Marine,
a good Marine was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his guns
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 jeep? Said the Captain.
We do all the work said the Louie.
That’s a crock of shit said the Gunny.
Left right left said the Sergeant.
I need a three day pass said the Corporal
Beer! Beer! Beer! Said the Privates.
(chorus)
(chorus)
Hey, hey Captain Jack
Meet me down by the railroad track
With that rifle in my hand
I’m gonna be a shootin’ man
A shootin’ man
The best I can
For Uncle Sam
Hey, hey Captain Jack
Meet me down by the railroad track
With that knife in my hand
I’m gonna be a cuttin’ man
A cuttin’ man
A shootin’ man
The best I can
For Uncle Sam
Hey, hey Captain Jack
Meet me down by the railroad track
With that grenade in my hand
I’m gonna be a killin’ man
A killin’ man
A cuttin’ man
A shootin’ man
The best I can
For Uncle Sam
Hey, hey Captain Jack
Meet me down by the railroad track
With that bottle in my hand
I’m gonna be a drinkin’ man
A drinkin’ man
A killin’ man
A cuttin’ man
A shootin’ man
The best I can
For Uncle Sam
Hey, hey Captain Jack
Meet me down by the railroad track
With that book in my hand
I’m gonna be a studyin’ man
A studyin’ man
A drinkin’ man
A killin’ man
A cuttin’ man
A shootin’ man
The best I can
For Uncle Sam
