Rodger Young |
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Lyrics: Oh, they've got no time for glory in the infantry Oh, they've got no time for praises loudly sung But in every soldier's heart in all the infantry Shines the name, shines the name of Roger Young Shines the name - Roger Young Fought and died for the men he marched among In the everlasting glory of the infantry Shines the name of Private Roger Young Caught in ambush lay a company of riflemen Just grenades against machine guns in the gloom Caught in ambush till this one of twenty riflemen Volunteered volunteered to meet his doom Volunteered Roger Young Fought and died for the men he marched among In the everlasting courage of the infantry Was the courage of Private Roger Young It was he who drew the fire of the enemy That a company of men might live to fight; And before the deadly fire of the enemy, Stood the man, stood the man we hail tonight. Stood the man, Roger Young, Fought and died for the men he marched among; Like the everlasting spirit of the infantry, Was the spirit of Private Rodger Young. On the island of New Georgia in the Solomons Stands a simple wooden cross alone to tell That beneath the silent coral of the Solomons Sleeps a man sleeps a man remembered well Sleeps a man Roger Young Fought and died for the men he marched among In the everlasting glory of the infantry Lives the story of Private Roger Young |
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