REVEILLE

REVEILLE

Get up, get up, you sleepy head,And grab your sox and trou;Get up, get up, get out of bed,You’re in the Army now.Get up, get up, you carrion beast,Get up and dig for chow;It doesn’t matter what you think,You’re in the Army now.Get up and powder, rouge and curlAnd dress—no matter how—But don’t be late for reveille,You’re in the Army now.Get up, you foozle, ninny, boob,There’s eggs and cheese and ham(For officers) and slum for you,You slave of Uncle Sam.But don’t you fret or don’t you fume,For honest Injun! HowWould you have felt if you were notIn Uncle’s Army now?Ray L. Huff, Pvt., M.D.

Get up, get up, you sleepy head,And grab your sox and trou;Get up, get up, get out of bed,You’re in the Army now.Get up, get up, you carrion beast,Get up and dig for chow;It doesn’t matter what you think,You’re in the Army now.Get up and powder, rouge and curlAnd dress—no matter how—But don’t be late for reveille,You’re in the Army now.Get up, you foozle, ninny, boob,There’s eggs and cheese and ham(For officers) and slum for you,You slave of Uncle Sam.But don’t you fret or don’t you fume,For honest Injun! HowWould you have felt if you were notIn Uncle’s Army now?Ray L. Huff, Pvt., M.D.

Get up, get up, you sleepy head,And grab your sox and trou;Get up, get up, get out of bed,You’re in the Army now.

Get up, get up, you sleepy head,

And grab your sox and trou;

Get up, get up, get out of bed,

You’re in the Army now.

Get up, get up, you carrion beast,Get up and dig for chow;It doesn’t matter what you think,You’re in the Army now.

Get up, get up, you carrion beast,

Get up and dig for chow;

It doesn’t matter what you think,

You’re in the Army now.

Get up and powder, rouge and curlAnd dress—no matter how—But don’t be late for reveille,You’re in the Army now.

Get up and powder, rouge and curl

And dress—no matter how—

But don’t be late for reveille,

You’re in the Army now.

Get up, you foozle, ninny, boob,There’s eggs and cheese and ham(For officers) and slum for you,You slave of Uncle Sam.

Get up, you foozle, ninny, boob,

There’s eggs and cheese and ham

(For officers) and slum for you,

You slave of Uncle Sam.

But don’t you fret or don’t you fume,For honest Injun! HowWould you have felt if you were notIn Uncle’s Army now?Ray L. Huff, Pvt., M.D.

But don’t you fret or don’t you fume,

For honest Injun! How

Would you have felt if you were not

In Uncle’s Army now?

Ray L. Huff, Pvt., M.D.


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