Grunt
We came to old Korat in the year of '69|
To try and fight the war upon the front
They told us all about the flak and SAMs and natives, too
But forgot to tell us all about the Grunt
Where in the hell they all come from
Is something that I'd like to know
They hang around the base
And they take up all the space
And I'd like to tell fem all just where to go
They beat you to the dining hall, they beat you to the bar
You have to stand in line for the latrine
I don't know if they plan it all, or leave it just to chance
But it makes a fighter pilot mighty mean
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Arrangement Copyright © 1997 Dick Jonas. All rights reserved. Author; Irv LeVine; arrangement by Dick Jonas; Air Force traditional