The goldman band
The marine’s hymn
From the Halls of MontezumaTo the shores of TripoliWe fight our country's battlesIn the air, on land, and sea.First to fight for right and freedomAnd to keep our honor clean;We are proud to claim the titleOf United States Marines.Our flag's unfurled to every breezeFrom dawn to setting sun;We have fought in every clime and placeWhere we could take a gun.In the snow of far-off Northern landsAnd in sunny tropic scenes;You will find us always on the job--The United States Marines.Here's health to you and to our CorpsWhich we are proud to serve;In many a strife we've fought for lifeAnd never lost our nerve.If the Army and the NavyEver look on Heaven's scenes,They will find the streets are guardedBy United States Marines
From the Halls of MontezumaTo the shores of TripoliWe fight our country's battlesIn the air, on land, and sea.First to fight for right and freedomAnd to keep our honor clean;We are proud to claim the titleOf United States Marines.Our flag's unfurled to every breezeFrom dawn to setting sun;We have fought in every clime and placeWhere we could take a gun.In the snow of far-off Northern landsAnd in sunny tropic scenes;You will find us always on the job--The United States Marines.Here's health to you and to our CorpsWhich we are proud to serve;In many a strife we've fought for lifeAnd never lost our nerve.If the Army and the NavyEver look on Heaven's scenes,They will find the streets are guardedBy United States Marines