Rookie Rhymes, By The Men Of The 1st And 2nd Provisional Training Regiments, Plattsburg, New York Part 10

The Cavalry, the Cavalry, they haven't any horse, They're taking riding lessons by a correspondence course, You'd think they were equestrians to hear the way they talk, But when it comes to riding, why! We always see them walk.

II

The Cavalry, the Cavalry, are marching down the street, The Cavalry, the Cavalry, with blisters on their feet, The Artillery is mounted now and ready for the course; But we never see the Cavalry with any kind of horse.

WE'RE ON OUR WAY TO DEUTSCHLAND

(_Air: Hit the Line for Harvard_)

We're on our way to Deutschland, We're Yankees through and through, And we'll show the Huns of Germ'ny What the U. S. A. can do.

With France and Old England, Victory or die; And we'll give a rousing cheer, boys, As the allied flags go by.

I WANT TO BE A COLONEL

(_Air: I Want to Be Back Home in Dixie_)

I want to be, I want to be, I want to be at least a Colonel, Have the Majors handing me salutes, and a man to black my boots.

I want to be, I want to be, at least a Colonel, C-O-L-O-N-E-L, Hold down a desk and give the captains h.e.l.l.

I want to be, I want to be, I want to be a Colonel _now_!

I WANT TO BE A DOUGHBOY

(_Air: I Want to Be a Yale Boy_)

I want to be a doughboy, Doughboy tried and true; I want to be a doughboy, With a hat cord of baby blue.

I want to be a doughboy, Do as the doughboys do; So, papa, if I can When I get to be a man, I want to be a doughboy, too.

OUR BATTLE HYMN

(Air: "Battle Hymn of the Republic")

I

We have heard a lot about a place they call "Somewhere in France,"

And we're going "Over There" to put some pep in the advance; "There's a long, long trail before us," but you bet we'll take the chance, As Five goes marching on.

(Chorus)

Glory, glory, for we're going to beat the Hun, Old Hindenburg will execute a new strategic run, And Kaiser Bill will find he has no place beneath the sun, When Five goes marching on.

II

We are handy with the rifle and the bayonet and such; And though Fritz is used to running and is sort of hard to touch, We will show him when we get there that it doesn't matter much, When Five is marching on.

(Chorus)

III

You may say that we're not modest, but our faults we will confess, We hate to rise at Reveille, we're not too fond of mess; And we never, never, never get a good line at Right Dress, But we do keep marching on.

(Chorus)

IV

Now all you other fellows who are going overseas, Just remember that we guarantee the foeman to appease; So when you hear we're coming you may rest or stand at ease, When Five goes marching on.

(Chorus)

NEW ENGLAND WILL BE LEADING

(_Air: John Brown's Body_)

New England will be leading when we're marching up the Rhine, New York will be the rear guard and we'll leave them far behind, We'll conquer German cities and we'll capture Kaiser Bill, As we go marching on.

Glory, glory to New England!

Glory, glory to New England!

Glory, glory to New England!

As we go marching on.

ON THE BANKS OF THE RIVER RHINE

(_Air: "Through Those Wonderful Gla.s.ses of Mine"_)