34D Song

Tim, I hope this helps some. The 34D song's chorus as I remember it was

YO HO HO, You me, Flighting in the belly...... of... a.... 34D.

"As as most drinking songs who was ever next made up the next verse"

I see charlie hes down there, shoot him in the chest shoot him hair you can do it it's only fair........YO HO HO You And Me Flighting in the Belly of A 34D

Semper FI Tim ....Doug

Jingle bells, shotgun shells, VC in the grass. You can take this merry Christmas and shove it up your a$$!

Thats the one I remeber most.
Lanny

Songs

The one I remember went: Yo Ho Ho you and me flying all around in a 34D, Flying all around scoping out the ground looking for the old VC

My memory of the song follows:

Yo Ho Ho you and me flying in the belly of a 34-D, flying all around scoping out the ground, looking out for the ole VC.

Med-Evac hill 225, he'll be lucky if he makes it alive, mortar shell got him in the head, telegram his mother he's dead, dead, dead.

One I picked up at Chu Li

To the tune of "Wake the Town and tell the People"

Straife the town and kill the people
Drop your Napalm in the square
Take off early Sunday Morning
Get them while they're all at prayer

Starving skinny hopeless people
In the paddies pullin rice
Straife the town and kill the people
Isn't killin VC nice

or something to that effect! :confused:

Nam Song

Oh Phu Bai, Oh Phu Bai's a hell of a place.
For the organization's a bloody disgrace.
There's Captains and Majors and light Colonels too.
With their thumbs up their a..es with nothing to do.

They stand on the runway, they scream and they shout
About various things they know nothing about.
For all they accomplish they might as well be
Shovelling s..t in the South China Sea

Jingle Bells Nam Style

Jungle bells, mortar shells
VC in the grass
take your bamboo christmas tree
and shove it up your ass
dashing thru the sand
got no one horse sleigh
grease gun in my hand
blasting all the way
I'm hornier than hell
I'd like to bob some tail
but V C man is number 10
and mama san won't sell
Oh jingle bells mortar shells
V C in the grass
take your bamboo christmas tree
and shove it up your ass

VN songs

I remember one done to the tune of the Wabash Cannonball that went something like:

Hello Marble Mountain tower
this is Dimmer 21
I'm turning on the down wind, my prop is over run
hydraulic pressures dropping
and the low fuel light is on
hello Marble Mountain tower
this is Dimmer 21

then the next verse was the tower responding----don't remember much of it though, maybe someone else will.

right on

tripper;15844 wrote: My memory of the song follows:

Yo Ho Ho you and me flying in the belly of a 34-D, flying all around scoping out the ground, looking out for the ole VC.

Med-Evac hill 225, he'll be lucky if he makes it alive, mortar shell got him in the head, telegram his mother he's dead, dead, dead.

Tripper, That is exactly how I remember it. Do you remember black black is the color of my true loves hair. It hangs from her nose etc.
Maze

Nam Songs

You'll wonder where the yellow went
When the a-bomb hits the orient

Nuke 'em, Nuke 'em, Nuke 'em.

HO Chi Mihn Sucks

I want to go home

I saw this when i was looking at a site that feattured songs from World War I.

"Le plus c'a change le plus c'est la meme chose.
"The more things change, the more they stay the same".

I want to go home, I want to go home.
I don't want to go in the trenches no more,
Where whizzbangs and shrapnel they whistle and roar.
Take me over the see, where the Alleyman can't get at me.
Oh my, I don't want to die, I want to go home.

I want to go home, I want to go home.
I don't want to visit la Belle France no more,
For oh the Jack Johnsons they make such a roar.
Take me over the sea, where the snipers they can't get at me.
Oh my, I don't want to die, I want to go home.

Alleyman German in French is Allemagne
Jack Johnson: A big shell, named for the World Champion boxer.

It's All the Same

A few years ago I was reading about a former WWI aviator getting ready for his first combat mission in a Nieuport. His first step was to go to the shop and get a sheet of steel to put under his seat. Sound familiar?

Wayne Stafford
68-69

A Letter from America

Our action in Iraq have rekindle the past, triggering Vietnam memories. I want to share this letter to all veterans of Vietnam.

Semper Fi,

Dear Vietnam Veteran,

I know I should have written much sooner.

I can't say why I did not. Out of fear of admitting to myself, you were there, fighting a war. Or maybe ashamed. Ashamed that I never accepted the things you felt you had to do.

Whatever it is, I know it must hurt.

Believe me when I say it hurts me more.I have the burden of your hurt plus that of my own. The pain of not being able to show my true feelings toward you.

I am not writting this for the months you served in Vietnam, but for the many years, you were left alone with only your brother veterans. You served proudly and it went unmentioned.

For a long time, I've wanted to expressed the words. The words an honorable veteran needs to hear.

For a long time, I've wanted to hold you during your times of pain.

God knows I wanted to.

And only he knows why I never found the courage. I do not remember what I use to say; maybe I do not want to remember.

All I know is I hope that it is not to late to give you those things now.

For years you tried to be part of the world. Do everything to please me, just to be noticed and given a little time and understanding.

I look back and see the demands I placed on your shoulders when you were young. "Fight your weakness, and always show strength to othersaround you"

Who was I to make such a demand?

I sit here in tears in my heart; finally admitting to myself the one weakness you must have seen in me and never questioned

My inability to say words that I know would have meant so much to you.

"Welcome Home"

You served your country honorably.

Please hear these words now, from my heart. Please give me a chance to be part of your world now. The world I should have been part of long ago.

Love,

America

A Letter from America

Our action in Iraq has rekindle the past, triggering Vietnam memories. I want to share this letter to all veterans of Vietnam.

Semper Fi,

Dear Vietnam Veteran,

I know I should have written much sooner.

I can't say why I did not. Out of fear of admitting to myself, you were there, fighting a war. Or maybe ashamed. Ashamed that I never accepted the things you felt you had to do.

Whatever it is, I know it must hurt.

Believe me when I say it hurts me more.I have the burden of your hurt plus that of my own. The pain of not being able to show my true feelings toward you.

I am not writting this for the months you served in Vietnam, but for the many years, you were left alone with only your brother veterans. You served proudly and it went unmentioned.

For a long time, I've wanted to expressed the words. The words an honorable veteran needs to hear.

For a long time, I've wanted to hold you during your times of pain.

God knows I wanted to.

And only he knows why I never found the courage. I do not remember what I use to say; maybe I do not want to remember.

All I know is I hope that it is not to late to give you those things now.

For years you tried to be part of the world. Do everything to please me, just to be noticed and given a little time and understanding.

I look back and see the demands I placed on your shoulders when you were young. "Fight your weakness, and always show strength to othersaround you"

Who was I to make such a demand?

I sit here in tears in my heart; finally admitting to myself the one weakness you must have seen in me and never questioned

My inability to say words that I know would have meant so much to you.

"Welcome Home"

You served your country honorably.

Please hear these words now, from my heart. Please give me a chance to be part of your world now. The world I should have been part of long ago.

Love,

America