Rise and Shine, the bugle's calling!
Spring up lively from your beds!
Into line we'll soon be falling—
Shake a leg, you sleepy heads!
Better make a hasty toilet,
Like the other fellows do,
For I'll guarantee you'll spoil it,
Long before the day is thru!
Better see the shoes you're wearing
Have a heavy pair of soles;
Or you'll do some awful swearing
When the rocks come thru the holes!
Have your canteen filled and ready
Haversack swung on your belt,
Where it will swing good and steady
And its weight is scarcely felt!
At your breakfast don't you hurry—
Eat another dish of beans;
For you'll need it—don't you worry—
Hiking in the Philippines!
Up the dusty road we've started—
Rout Step—walking at our ease;
Soon the even lines are parted—
All are walking as they please.
Long before the sun has ambled
O'er the green hills on our right,
Far along the road we've rambled
In the early morning light.
Thru the narrow trail we're walking,
Sticking to the narrow path.
Just behind us some are talking,
'Way ahead we hear a laugh.
Now a slender bridge we're crossing,
Over to a "goo-goo" farm—
Where a Carabao is tossing
Up his head, in great alarm.
Here we stop to rest a trifle—
Sip a drop from our canteens.
Gee! It's tough to "pack" a rifle—
Hiking in the Philippines.