POEMS "THE OLD BLUE BONNET" Words by Jerry Campbell and Ed "Pappy" Hufft Sung to the tune of: "Put on Your Old Grey Bonnet" We've been to the Kahukas, And fired the bazookas And any other weapon you can name. But we got into battle, And our knees did rattle, and for that we feel no shame. CHOROUS: Put on your old blue bonnet, With the white seagull on it, And we can low-crawl all the way, From the fields of Schofield, We'll go down to Seymour, On our golden DEROS day. Well, A.K. told the Colonel, By all that's eternal, The VC are coming here tonight. So the Colonel sent The whole Regiment Out to join the fight. CHOROUS: Put on your old blue bonnet, With the white seagull on it, And we can low-crawl all the way, From the fields of Schofield, We'll go down to Seymour, On our golden DEROS day. Well Charlie came at us And he meant to get us, Then he saw the blue beret. That's how we had to pay fer Making Saigon safer Till our golden DEROS day. CHOROUS: Put on your old blue bonnet, With the white seagull on it, And we can low-crawl all the way, From the fields of Schofield, We'll go down to Seymour, On our golden DEROS day. Phil went to Ban Me Thout, He went there to do it. It was plain his troops were unafraid, But the job was hairy, Then came dysentery, And they had to retrograde. CHOROUS: Put on your old blue bonnet, With the white seagull on it, And we can low-crawl all the way, From the fields of Schofield, We'll go down to Seymour, On our golden DEROS day. We've told it all to you And it was partly true But now we think we'd better stop If the rest get bored, You can climb on board, And be a Combat Cop. CHOROUS: Put on your old blue bonnet, With the white seagull on it, And we can low-crawl all the way, From the fields of Schofield, We'll go down to Seymour, On our golden DEROS day.