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 reserve and, the usual jokes about the army aside, one of the fine things one
has to admit is the way that the army has carried the american democratic 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 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 this 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 free 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 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 of every man in our platoon must swell with pride,
For the nation's youth, the cream of is marching at his side.
For the fascinating rules and that we share,
And the quaint and curious costumes we're called upon to wear.

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

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

After Johnny got through training, he
Was a soldier through and through he was done.
effects were so well rooted,
That the next day he
A humour man, an usher, and a nun.

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

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

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

Our is the up-and-coming type.
Played with soldiers as a boy you can bet.
It is in the stars
He will get his bars,
But he hasn't got box tops yet.

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