Gee, Mom, I Wanna Go Home

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The coffee that they give us they say is very fine
It's good for cuts and bruises, and tastes like iodine,
I don't want no more of Army life,
Gee, Mom, I want to go home.

The Army cots they give us they say are very fine,
They're not for beauty resting, but straightening of the spine,
I don't want no more of Army life,
Gee, Mom, I want to go home.

The zoot suits that they give us they say are mighty fine,
You keep right on marching, and they move along behind,
I don't want no more of Army life,
Gee, Mom, I want to go home.

The airplanes that they give us they say are mighty fine,
The darn things can't shoot stages, they will not hit the line,
I don't want no more of Army life,
Gee, Mom, I want to go home.

The quizzes that they give us, they say are mighty fine,
We never know the answers, we're mixed up all the time,
I don't want no more of Army life,
Gee, Mom, I want to go home.

The chicken that they serve us they say is mighty fine,
One fell off the table and killed a friend of mine,
I don't want no more of Army life,
Gee, Mom, I want to go home.

The typhoid shots they give us will make us all immune,
They stick a needle in us and knock us out 'till June,
I don't want no more of Army life,
Gee, Mom, I want to go home.

But Momma, dear, the truth is, we know it's mighty fine,
We love it all, no kidding, we think it is subline,
We still want some more of Army life,
No, Mom, we're not coming home!