My home is Ft. Benning, The land that time forgo-ot. The mud is 18 inches deep, The sun is blazing ho-ot. (Air,bor,or,or,orn Rang er,er,er-er-er) Sitting on a hilltop, Eatin beans & fra-anks. When all of a sudden, The bullets start to cra-ank. (Air,bor,or,or,orn Rang er,er,er-er-er) Sitting in my foxhole, My boots are caked with mu-ud. Look over at my buddy, His face is caked with blood. (Air,bor,or,or,orn Rang er,er,er-er-er) You go to get yer Captain, You find him in his be-ed. But when you roll him over, You find that he's dead. (Air,bor,or,or,orn Rang er,er,er-er-er) You go to get yer Sgt, You find him in his be-ed. And when you roll him over, He slaps you in the head (Air,bor,or,or,orn Rang er,er,er-er-er) You hear the choppers coming, They're hoverin overhead. They've come to get the wounded, They've come to get the dead. (Air,bor,or,or,orn Rang er,er,er-er-er) You see the flag awaivin, It's waiving overhead. It's waiving for the wounded, It's waiving for the dead. (Air,bor,or,or,orn Rang er,er,er-er-er)