Westpoint Cadet Glee Club – Letras de The Ballad Of Rodger Young

The Ballad of Rodger Young

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 Rodger Young

Shines the name, Rodger Young
Fought and died for the men he marched among
To the everlasting glory of the Infantry
Lives a story of Private Rodger Young

Caught in ambush lay a company of rifle men
Just grenades against machine guns in the gloom
Caught in ambush till this one of twenty riflemen
Volunteered, volunteered to meet his doom

Volunteered, Rodger Young
Fought and died for the men he marched among
In the everlasting annals of the Infantry
Glows the last deed of Rodger 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

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, Rodger Young
Fought and died for the men he marched among
In the everlasting spirit of the Infantry
Breathes the spirit of Private Rodger Young

No, they've got no time for glory in the Infantry
No, they've got use for praises loudly sung
But in every soldier's heart in all the Infantry
Shines the name, shines the name of Rodger Young

Shines the name, Rodger Young
Fought and died for the men he marched among
To the everlasting glory in the Infantry
Lives a story of Private Rodger Young