by Cpl. Robert L. Cook
Jan. 1942~Sept. 1945
I took me to a concert,
The band that played
Was “ours,”
There really ain’t no better
Beneath the shining stars.
They played the music
That I love,
Both jazz and military.
The crowd was so receptive,
They gave a great
“Oooorah!”
The joy that showed
Throughout the crowd
Was most gratifying
And when they played
A Sousa
There was no denying.
It’s good to hear music played
By horns, drums and cymbals,
I tire of strings
And other things
So twangy are they strummed.
So give a cheer,
Or an ol' “Oooorah”
For bands that play
Our music.
There ain’t no better
Sound to hear
While sittin’
Or a marching.
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About the author: Robert Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co.(2d-2d) from 1942~44, at Guadalcanal
and Tarawa, during a 33-month overseas tour.
