My Grandaddy was a hoarse Marine
Everything that he wore was Marine Corps green.
When he was young he dreamed of bein' old
So he could be a member of the bold
He left town when he was 18
So he could go become a Marine
When he was young he went to war
He found out he could be a boy no more
Shot once and Shot twice
He found a Corpsman saved his life
When I was young he told me back then
You better grow up and become a CORPSMAN!
I'm proud to be a Navy CORPSMAN
I'm here to save our fightin' Marines
I'll run and fight and Jump from 'copters
Just to wear the rate badge on my sleeve!
