12-12-01
12-12-01
They’re sending the old man home
Out where the buffalo roam
Out in the pacific, they say he was the best
Now he’s in his civies, heading home like all the rest
He’ll never forget Rosa Lee, or the sleepless nights he fought upon the sea
He only has his memories, and great books by James Jones
Yes they’re sending the old man home
Far away, Far away
Another life so very far away
They’ll tear down the officers clubs
And write off the overdue subs
So lets sing to their memories
Our hero’s and our pals
To those crazy Navy fliers, to those swell Hawaiian Gals
Sailors danced in the street
Then they mothballed the whole damn fleet
He only has his memories of Land, Sea and Foam
Yes they’re sending the old man home.