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DAMN, DAMN, DAMN THE FILIPINOS ln that land of dopy dreams, happy peaceful Philippines, Where the bolo-man is hiking night and day; Where Tagalos steal and lie, where Americanos die, There you hear the soldiers sing this evening lay : cho: Damn, damn, damn the Filipinos, cross-eyed kakiack ladrones, Underneath our starry flag, civilize 'em with a Krag, And return us to our own beloved homes. Underneath the nipa thatch, where the skinny chickens scrath, Only refuge after hiking all day long, When I lay me down to sleep, slimy lizards o'er me creep, Then you hear the soldiers sing this evening song: Social customs there are few, all the ladies smoke and chew. And the men do things the padres say are wrong. But the padres cut no ice -- for they live on fish and rice-- Where you hear the soldiers sing this evening song: @Army @war @bitching filename[ DAMFILIP TUNE FILE: DAMFILIP CLICK TO PLAY RG |
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