But Ol' Sammy called his number
He boarded that old greyhound bus
And said goodbye to his mother
Headed for Fort Benning, Georgia
Basic training in the summer
He said, I was young and tough
But that ol′ drill sergeant was tougher
Yellin, y'all gonna learn how to suffer
I'm gonna make a man of all you chumps
Shaved his head and gave him a number
But them newies dropped him off, and
That's when the enemy got real
Body bags headed for coffins
Being an American would cost him
He said we were young and we were rough
But sometimes those Viet Cong were awesome
And they sure knew how to suffer
We were all married to our guns
The fear of death, and a number
His little grandson jumped up on his lap
Saw a bunch of medals that were in a frame
And said, were you in the war grandpa?
He said, were you scared?
He said, how′d you do it?
And keep your gun up (1965)
And a whole lotta luck (1965)
Is all a man in this here world
Keep your head down (1965)
As you can say to the lord