Patriotic Songs of the U​.​S. Marines

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Songs performed by: The Sun Harbor Men's Chorus, directed by Lloyd Steincamp; The South Coast Trio.

Officially licensed product of the U.S. Marine Corps.

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released October 29, 2015

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Track Name: Marine's Hymn
From the Halls of Montezuma 
To the shores of Tripoli 
We fight our country’s battles 
In the air, on land, and sea; 
First to fight for right and freedom 
And to keep our honor clean; 
We are proud to claim the title 
Of United States Marine. 
Our flag’s unfurled to every breeze 
From dawn to setting sun; 
We have fought in every clime and place 
Where we could take a gun. 
In the snow of faroff Northern lands 
And in sunny tropic scenes; 
You will find us always on the job 
The United States Marines. 
Here’s health to you and to our Corps 
Which we are proud to serve; 
In many a strife we’ve fought for life 
And never lost our nerve. 
If the Army and the Navy 
Ever look on Heaven’s scenes, 
They will find the streets are guarded 
By United States Marines.
Track Name: Song Of the Marines
Over the sea, let's go men!

We're shovin' right off, we're shovin' right off again

Nobody knows where or when

We're shovin' right off, we're shovin' right off again

It may be Shanghai, farewell and goodbye

Sally and Sue, don't be blue

We may be gone for years and years and then

We're shovin' right off for home, shovin' right off for home

Shovin' right off for home again

Over the sea, lets go men.

We're shovin' right off, we're shovin' right off again

Nobody knows where or when

We're sailin' away, we're sailin' away again.

From the halls of Moctezuma, To the shores of Tripoli

We will fight a raging battle-front

From Sea to Shining Sea

(repeat 1st verse)
Track Name: America the Beautiful
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
O beautiful for pilgrim feet,
Whose stern impassion’d stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America! God mend thine ev’ry flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law!
O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife,
Who more than self their country loved,
And mercy more than life!
America! America! May God thy gold refine
Till all success be nobleness,
And ev’ry gain divine!
Track Name: Honey Baby
Lift your head and hold it high, honey

Lift your head and hold it high, baby

Lift your head and hold it high

The Fifth Marines are passing by, honey, baby mine.

I don't want a B.A.R., honey

I don't want a B.A.R., baby

I don't want a B.A.R.

I'll get me a babe with a candy bar, honey, baby mine.

The Captain's got a heavy pack, honey

The Captain's got a heavy pack, baby

The Captain's got a heavy pack

Oh, Lord I hope it breaks his back, honey, baby mine.

Don't want hashmarks on my sleeve, honey

Don't want hashmarks on my sleeve, baby

Don't want hashmarks on my sleeve

All I want's a ten year leave, honey, baby mine.

You don't have to call me Sarge, honey

You don't have to call me Sarge, baby

You don't have to call me Sarge

All I want's a quick discharge, honey, baby mine.

The WACS and WAVES will win the war, honey

The WACS and WAVES will win the war, baby

The WACS and WAVES will win the war

So what the heck are we marching for, honey, baby mine.

Lift your head and hold it high, honey

Lift your head and hold it high, baby

Lift your head and hold it high

The Fifth Marines are passing by, honey, baby mine.
Track Name: Goober Peas
Sitting by the roadside on a summer's day
Chatting with my mess-mates, passing time away
Lying in the shadows underneath the trees
Goodness, how delicious, eating goober peas.

Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness, how delicious,
Eating goober peas.

When a horse-man passes, the soldiers have a rule
To cry out at their loudest, "Mister, here’s your mule”
But another custom, enchanting-er than these
Is wearing out your grinders, eating goober peas.

Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness, how delicious,
Eating goober peas.

Just before the battle, the General hears a row
He says "The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now."
He turns around in wonder, and what d'ya think he sees?
The Georgia Militia, eating goober peas.
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness, how delicious,
Eating goober peas.

I think my song has lasted almost long enough.
The subject's interesting, but the rhymes are mighty tough.
I wish the war was over, so free from rags and fleas
We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts, and gobble goober peas.

Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness, how delicious,
Eating goober peas.
Track Name: Battle Hymn of the Republic
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.

Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!

In the beauty of the little Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me.
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
Amen!
Amen!
Amen!
Amen!
Track Name: Waltzing Matilda
Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled:
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me?"

Chorus:
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled:
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me."

Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong.
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee.
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag:
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me."

(Chorus)

Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred.
Down came the troopers, one, two, and three.
"Whose[N 1] is that [N 2] jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me."

(Chorus)

Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong.
"You'll never take me alive!" said he
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong:
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda, with me?"
Track Name: Yellow Rose of Texas
There's a yellow rose in Texas, that I am going to see,
No other soldier knows her, no soldier only me
She cryed so when I left her it like to broke my heart,
And if I ever find her, we nevermore will part.

She's the sweetest rose of color this soldier ever knew,
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew;
You may talk about your Dearest May, and sing of Rosa Lee,
But the Yellow Rose of Texas beats the belles of Tennessee.

Where the Rio Grande is flowing, and the starry skies are bright,
She walks along the river in the quiet summer night:
She thinks if I remember, when we parted long ago,
I promised to come back again, and not to leave her so.

She's the sweetest rose of color this soldier ever knew,
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew;
You may talk about your Dearest May, and sing of Rosa Lee,
But the Yellow Rose of Texas beats the belles of Tennessee.

Oh my feet are torn and bloody, and my heart is full of woe,
I'm going back to Georgia, to find my Uncle Joe,
You may talk about your Beauregard, and sing of Bobby Lee,
But the gallant Hood of Texas, he played hell in Tennessee.

She's the sweetest rose of color this soldier ever knew,
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew;
You may talk about your Dearest May, and sing of Rosa Lee,
But the Yellow Rose of Texas beats the belles of Tennessee.
Track Name: Star Spangled Banner
Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
‘Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Track Name: Marine Hymn
From the Halls of Montezuma 
To the shores of Tripoli 
We fight our country’s battles 
In the air, on land, and sea; 
First to fight for right and freedom 
And to keep our honor clean; 
We are proud to claim the title 
Of United States Marine. 

Our flag’s unfurled to every breeze 
From dawn to setting sun; 
We have fought in every clime and place 
Where we could take a gun. 
In the snow of far-off Northern lands 
And in sunny tropic scenes; 
You will find us always on the job 
The United States Marines. 

Here’s health to you and to our Corps 
Which we are proud to serve; 
In many a strife we’ve fought for life 
And never lost our nerve. 
If the Army and the Navy 
Ever look on Heaven’s scenes, 
They will find the streets are guarded 
By United States Marines.