Rodger Young "Oh they've got no time for glory in the infantry-- They've got no use for praises loudly sung; But in every soldier's heart in all the infantry, Shines the name, shines the name of Roger Young. Shines the name, Roger Young, Fought & died for the men he marched among. In the everlasting annals of the infantry, Shines the last deed of Private Roger Young. Caught in ambush lay a company of riflemen-- Just grenades against machine guns in the gloom; Caught in ambush until one of twenty riflemen Volunteered, volunteered to meet his doom. Volunteered, Roger Young, etc It was he who drew the fire of the enemy That a company of men might live to fight-- And before the deadly fire of the enemy Stood the man, stood the man we sing tonight. Stood the man, Roger Young, etc. On the Island of New Georgia in the Solomons Stands a simple wooden cross alone to tell That beneath the silent coral of the Solomons Sleeps a man, sleeps a man remembered well. Sleeps a man, Roger Young, etc." BF OCT98
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