| A bunch of frightened rookies were list’ning filled with awe
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| They listened while a sergeant was laying down the law
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| They stood there at attention, their faces turning red
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| The sergeant looked them over and this is what he said
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| This is the Army, Mister Jones!
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| No private rooms or telephones
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| You had your breakfast in bed before
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| But you won’t have it there any more
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| This is the Army, Mister Green!
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| We like the barracks nice and clean
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| You had a housemaid to clean your floor
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| But she won’t help you out any more
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| Do what the buglers command
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| They’re in the Army and not in a band
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| This is the Army, Mister Brown!
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| You and your baby went to town
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| She had you worried but this is war
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| And she won’t worry you anymore |