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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!
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Verse: March along, sing our song, with the Army of the free.
Chorus
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Count the brave, count the true, who have fought to victory.
We’re the Army and proud of our name!
We’re the Army and proudly proclaim:
First to fight for the right,
And to build the Nation’s might,
And The Army Goes Rolling Along.
Proud of all we have done,
Fighting till the battle’s won,
And the Army Goes Rolling Along.
Refrain: Then it’s hi! hi! hey!
The Army’s on its way.
Count off the cadence loud and strong;
For where’er we go,
You will always know
That The Army Goes Rolling Along.
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3. |
We Are With You
03:00
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4. |
America the Beautiful
03:27
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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!
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5. |
Anchors Aweigh
02:22
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6. |
This Land Is Your Land
02:43
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This land is your land
This land is my land
From California to the New York island;
From the red wood forest
to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and Me.
As I was walking that ribbon of highway,
I saw above me that endless skyway:
I saw below me that golden valley:
This land was made for you and me.
I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts;
And all around me a voice was sounding:
This land was made for you and me.
When the sun came shining, and I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling,
As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting:
This land was made for you and me.
As I went walking I saw a sign there
And on the sign it said "No Trespassing."
But on the other side it didn't say nothing,
That side was made for you and me.
In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people,
By the relief office I seen my people;
As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking
Is this land made for you and me?
Nobody living can ever stop me,
As I go walking that freedom highway;
Nobody living can ever make me turn back
This land was made for you and me.
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7. |
World War I Medley
02:43
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Pack up Your Troubles
Over there, we’re going over there,
Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,
And smile, smile, smile,
While you've a lucifer to light your fag,
Smile, boys, that's the style.
What's the use of worrying?
It never was worth while, so
Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,
And smile, smile, smile.
It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tipperary
To the sweetest girl I know!
So I’ll Say, goodbye, Piccadilly,
Farewell, Leicester Square!
It's a long, long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's over there.
Over there, over there,
Send the word, send the word over there
That the Yanks are coming, the Yanks are coming
The drums rum-tumming everywhere.
So prepare, say a prayer,
Send the word, send the word to beware -
We'll be over, we're coming over,
And we won't come back till it's over, over there.
So Give my regards to Broadway,
Remember me to Herald Square,
Tell all the gang at Forty Second street,
that I will soon be there;
Whisper of how I'm yearning,
To mingle with the old time throng,
Give my regards to old Broadway
and say that I'll be there 'ere long.
So what’s the use of worrying,
It never was worthwhile
Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,
And smile, smile, smile,
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8. |
United States Air Force
02:17
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9. |
Marine's Hymn
01:50
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10. |
Dixie Medley
04:42
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11. |
Semper Paratus
01:29
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Verse 1
From Aztec Shore to Arctic Zone,
To Europe and Far East,
The Flag is carried by our ships
In times of war and peace;
And never have we struck it yet,
In spite of foemen's might,
Who cheered our crews and cheered again
For showing how to fight.
Chorus
We're always ready for the call,
We place our trust in Thee.
Through surf and storm and howling gale,
High shall our purpose be,
"Semper Paratus" is our guide,
Our fame, our glory, too.
To fight to save or fight and die!
Aye! Coast Guard, we are for you.
"Surveyor" and "Narcissus,"
The "Eagle" and "Dispatch,"
The "Hudson" and the "Tampa,"
These names are hard to match;
From Barrow's shores to Paraguay,
Great Lakes or Ocean's wave,
The Coast Guard fights through storms and winds
To punish or to save.
Aye! We've been "Always Ready"
To do, to fight, or die!
Write glory to the shield we wear
In letters to the sky.
To sink the foe or save the maimed
Our mission and our pride.
We'll carry on 'til Kingdom Come
Ideals for which we've died.
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12. |
Honey Baby
01:57
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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.
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14. |
On, Brave Old Army Team
01:21
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15. |
Song of the Marines
01:37
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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)
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16. |
Air Force Blue
01:13
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17. |
Bless'em All
02:53
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18. |
Bell Bottom Trousers
02:14
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Once there was a little girl who lived next to me
And she loved a sailor boy, he was only three
Now he's on a battleship in his sailor suit
Just a great big sailor but she thinks he's very cute
With his bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue
She loves her sailor and he loves her too
When her sailor boy's away on the ocean blue
Soldier boys all flirt with her but to him she's true
Though they smile and tip their caps and they wink their eyes
She just smiles and shakes her head, then she softly sighs
Oh, bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue
She loves her sailor and he loves her too
When her sailor went to sea to see what he could see
She saw that he ate spinach, now he's big as he can be
When he's home they stroll along, they don't give a hoot
She won't let go of his hand, even to salute
If her sailor she can't find on the bounding main
She is hopeful he will soon come home safe again
So they can get married and raise a family
Dress up all their kiddies in sailor's dungarees
Oh, bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue
She loves her sailor and he loves her too
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19. |
Star Spangled Banner
01:16
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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!
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