Protect your head piece
So that it doesn't hurt
Though he was born to kill
We do construction work
A full metal jacket
But for your upper turf
A bulletproof vest
Call that a Southern shirt
But for your North, we need forts
When they resort to reports
Like the fourth and try to force
A Trojan Horse in your thoughts
Haberdasher thwart
Fedoras getting talked
Treated like a cork sticky
From pouring out the port
Or find yourself descending
From the war end of a fork
Gotta have a men
In this mental candle, sport
And I am firmly convinced
That the future of this nation
And of the world, for that matter
Depends in no small part upon
A young men of the United States of America
And that if they receive proper training
In boyhood and youth through education
Mental recreation, wholesome educational
Entertainment, and coordinated
Physical training, and more than all
If in addition
They'd be fostered and encouraged
In a manner of right and proper living
And the principles thereof
Properly inculcated
To the end, that they may be kept
From evil environments
And guarded against baneful influence
We shall rear a nobler race of men
Who will make better and more
Enlightened citizens
To the ultimate benefit of mankind