Soldiers Songs

[Rush_die]

The Scout Ranger Song

We strike
We who are happy and free
Birds of same feather
We flutter together
Scout Rangers of fortune are we

We sing
Greeting the night with a song
Laughing out danger
We fight like a panther
And conquer the hardships always

Shadows to hide us
And bright stars to guide us
The night we roam
Wherever we choose to roam

We ride (Hep!), March (Hep!), Creep (Hep!), Crawl (Hep!)
Silently in the jungle
Scout Rangers of fortune are we
Seeking and fighting
Laughing and loving
Scout Rangers of fortune are we!

[ShotOver]

Oh, now i get it.

You want people to post song lyrics? :|

[Vance]

The Minstrel Boy

The Minstrel Boy to the war has gone
in the ranks of death you'll find him
His father's sword he has girded on
and his wild harp slung behind him

'Land of Song' said the warrior Bard
'Though all the world betrays thee,
one sword at least thy rights shall guard,
one faithful harp shall praise thee'


The Minstrel fell but the forman's chains
could not bring his proud sail under
The Harp he loved never spoke again
for he tore it's chords a-sunder

And said 'No chains shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and bravery.
Thy songs were made for the pure and the free,
They shall never sound in slavery'

[NcDeuce]

Ballad Of the Green Berets
by Sgt. Barry Sadler and Robin Moore

Fighting soldiers from the sky
Fearless men who jump and die
Men who mean just what they say
The brave men of the Green Beret

Chorus:
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America’s best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret

Trained to live off natures land
Trained in combat, hand-to-hand
Men who fight by night and day
Courage peak from the Green Berets

Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret

Back at home a young wife waits
Her Green Beret has met his fate
He has died for those oppressed
Leaving her his last request
“Put silver wings on my son’s chest
Make him one of America’s best
He’ll be a man they'll test one day
Have him win the Green Beret”

Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret



The men of the Special Forces are masters of their profession,
the profession of arms.

Theirs is more than a job or an occupation.
It is a way of life that requires
a personal commitment found nowhere
else in society. Its obligation is
dedication...it's demands, duty and
loyalty...it's principle, integrity
...and its reward, personal satisfaction.

Their countrymen see them as the
epitome of the American fighting man.
Their badge of distinction is the
Green Beret known and respected worldwide.

They wear it proudly! De Oppresso Liber