Basic Training Marching Cadence: I Left My Home
I left my home, to join the army
I left my home, to join the army
The day I left, my momma cried
She thought that I would surely die
I left my wife, crying at the door
She knew that I would die at war
I left my son playing in the yard
Seeing daddy leave made him cry so hard
Oowie oowie, oowie oowie
Oowie oowie, oowie oowie
"The true Soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him." - GK Chesterton