(This is what I remember singing in school a LONG time ago) I'm Captain Jinks of the horse marines I feed my horses corn and beans I like the ladies in their teens For that's the style of the army; I teach the ladies how to dance, how to dance, how to dance I teach the ladies how to dance, For that's the style of the army; (then the dancing part -- chorus): Serenade your partner, hold them tight And swing your partner with all your might Then promenade around to the right For that's the style of the army. I joined the corps at twenty-one Because it I thought it lots of fun When the enemy charged, of course I run I'm not cut out for the army When I left home Mama she cried, Mama she cried, Mama she cried When I left home Mama she cried, "You're not cut out for the army!" (chorus) The first time I went out to drill The bugle sounding made me ill Of battlefields I've had my fill I'm not cut out for the army The officers they all did shout, they all did shout, they all did shout The officers they all did shout, "Let's throw him out of the army!" (chorus) There may have been more verses but I don't remember
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