Luyện nghe bài hát It Makes a Fellow Proud to Be a Soldier

I have only comparatively recently emerged from the united states army so that I am now of course in the radio-active and, the usual jokes about the army aside, one of the many fine things one
has to is the way that the army has carried the american democratic ideal to it's logical conclusion in the sense that not only do they prohibit discrimination on the grounds of race, creed and colour, but also on the grounds of ability. Be that as it may some of you may recall the publicity a few years ago attendant on the army's search for an official army song to be the counterpart of the Navy's "anchors away" and the airforce's "up in the air junior birdman" and so on. I was in basic training at the time and I recall our platoon sergeant, who was an unfrocked marine.

Actually, the change of service had come as quite a blow to him because it meant that he had to memorize a new serial number which took up most of his time. at any rate I recall sergeant's
informing me and my "room-mates" of this rather deplorable fact that the army didn't have any official, excuse me, didn't have no official song and suggested that we work on this in our copious time. well, I submitted the following song which is called it makes a fellow proud to be a soldier which, I think, demonstrates the proper spirit you'll agree. however, the fact that it did win the contest, I can ascribe only to blatant favouritism on the part of the judges.

The heart of man in our platoon must swell with pride,
For the nation's youth, the cream of which is at his side.
For the fascinating and regulations that we share,
And the quaint and curious costumes that we're upon to wear.

Now Al joined up to do his defending you and me.
He wants to fight and and kill and die for liberty.
With the of war he's come to grips,
up the filter tips,
It makes a fella to be a soldier!

When was only in the seventh grade, he stabbed a cop.
He's real R.A. material and he was glad to
His and his old zip gun
For a and a new m-1.
It makes a fella to be a soldier!

Johnny got through basic training, he
Was a through and through when he was done.
It's effects so well rooted,
the next day he saluted
A humour man, an usher, and a nun.

Now an intellectual, brings a book to every meal.
He likes the deep philosophers, like Vincent Peale.
He the army's just the thing,
he finds it broadening.
It a fella proud to be a soldier!

Now Ed out of second grade, and never finished school.
He doesn't know a shelter half an entrenching tool.
But he's to be a big success.
He his class at O.C.S.
It a fella proud to be a soldier!

Our old mess sergeant's taste buds had been off in the war.
But his collations add to our esprit de corps.
To think of all the marvellous
They're plastics nowadays.
It makes a proud to be a soldier!

Our lieutenant is the type.
Played with soldiers as a boy you can bet.
It is in the stars
He get his captain's bars,
But he got enough box tops yet.

Our captain has a handicap to with, sad to tell.
He's from Georgia, and he doesn't the language very well.
He used to be, so rumour has, the of men at Alcatraz.
It makes a proud to be,
as a kid I vowed to be,
What luck to be to be
A soldier. (at ease!)