HITCH IN HELL

LOST IN THE MIDDLE OF NEWFOUNILAND

ARGENT IA IS A SPOT;

WE'RE HERE TO SERVE OUR TIME

IN A LAND THAT GOD FORGOT.

DOWN IN THE ICE COLD HANGER

DOWN WHERE A MAN GETS BLUE,

DOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE

A MILLION MILES FROM YOU.

WE FREEZE, WE SWEAT,WE STRIVE

IT'S MORE THAN A MAN CAN STAND;

WE'RE NOT A BUNCH OF CONVICTS

BUT DEFENDERS OF OUR LAND.

LIVING HERE IN MEMORIES WAITING FOR OUR GALS,

HOPING IN OUR ABSENCE THEY DON'T MARRY OUR PALS.

WE'RE THE MEN OF THE NAVY EARNING OUR MONTHLY PAY,

GARDING OUR COUNTRY'S PEOPLE

FOR TWO AND HALF A DAY.

FEW PEOPLE KNOW WE'RE LIVING FEW PEOPLE GIVE A DAMN

ALTHOUGH WE'VE BEEN FORGOTTEN WE BELONG TO UNCLE SAM

AND WHEN WE GET TO HEVEN ST. PETER WILL SURLY YELL STAND FAST!

YOU MEN OF VW-15

YOU'VE SERVED YOUR HITCH IN HELL

It seems the author of this ditty may have been having a bad day.  Wes