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 reserve and, the usual jokes about the army aside, one of the many fine things one
has to admit is the way that the army has 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 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 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 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 youth, the cream of which is marching at his side.
For the fascinating rules and regulations we share,
And the quaint and curious costumes that called upon to wear.

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

When Pete was in the seventh grade, he stabbed a cop.
He's R.A. material 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 basic training, he
Was a soldier and through when he was done.
effects were so well rooted,
That the next day he
A good man, an usher, and a nun.

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

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

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

Our lieutenant is the type.
Played with soldiers as a boy you can bet.
It is written in the
He get his captain's bars,
But he hasn't got enough box yet.

Our has a handicap to cope with, sad to tell.
He's from Georgia, and he doesn't speak the language well.
He used to be, so has, the dean 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!)