Stacks of bright springfields with bayonets shining
Single bag Knapsacks with pillow-tick lining
Long summer marches and songs that we sing....
These are a few of my favorite things!
When the rain comes, and we're washed out, and we're soaking wet
I turn to my pard and I smile and I say...
It's about as authentic as it gets!
Privates and Corporals and Sergeants all mingling
Horse drawn Artillery with trace-chains a jingling
Drunken Confederates who feel they must sing....
These are a few of my Favorite things!
Wool socks and brogans and feet that are swelling
Sun-Heated port-a-johns full up and smelling
Blustering gold straps who don't know a thing....
These are a few of my Favorite things!
When the Rain comes, and we're washed out, and we're soaking wet
I turn to my pard and I smile and I say...
It's about as authentic as it gets!