The Men Behind the Guns
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Let's drink a toast to the admiral
And here's to the captain bold
And glory more for the commodore
When the deeds of might are told
They stand to the deck through the battle's wreck
When the great shells roar and pound
And never they fear when the foe is near
To lay their orders down
But off with your hats and three times three
For every sailor's son
For the men below who fight the foe
The men behind the guns
Oh, the men behind the guns
Their hearts a-pounding heavy
When they swing to port once more
With never enough of the greenback stuff
They start for the leave ashore
And you'd think perhaps the blue-blouse chaps
Had better clothes to wear
For the uniforms of officers
Could hardly be compared
Warriors bold with straps of gold
That dazzle like the sun
Outshine the common sailor boys
The lads who serve the guns
Oh, the men behind the guns
But say not a word till the shot is heard
That tells the fight is on
And the angry sound of another round
Says there must be gun
Over the deep and the deadly sweep
For the fire and the bursting shell
Where the very air is a mad despair
The throes of a living hell
But down and deep in a mighty ship
Unseen by the midday sun
Oh, you'll find the boys who make the noise
The lads who serve the guns
Oh, the men behind the guns
And well they know the cyclone blow
Loosed from the cannon's steel
And they know the hull of the enemy ship
Will quiver with the feel
And the decks will rock with the lightning shock
And shake with the great recoil
While the sea grows red with the blood of the dead
And swallows up her spoil
But not until the final ship
Has made her final run
Can we give their rest to the very best
To the lads who serve the guns
Oh, the men behind the guns
So, let's drink a toast to the admiral
And here's to the captain bold
And glory more for the commodore
When the deeds of might are told
They stand to the deck through the battle's wreck
When the great shells roar and pound
And never they fear when the foe is near
To lay their orders down
But off with your hats and three times three
For every sailor's son
For the men below who fight the foe
The men behind the guns
Oh, the man behind the gun
And here's to the captain bold
And glory more for the commodore
When the deeds of might are told
They stand to the deck through the battle's wreck
When the great shells roar and pound
And never they fear when the foe is near
To lay their orders down
But off with your hats and three times three
For every sailor's son
For the men below who fight the foe
The men behind the guns
Oh, the men behind the guns
Their hearts a-pounding heavy
When they swing to port once more
With never enough of the greenback stuff
They start for the leave ashore
And you'd think perhaps the blue-blouse chaps
Had better clothes to wear
For the uniforms of officers
Could hardly be compared
Warriors bold with straps of gold
That dazzle like the sun
Outshine the common sailor boys
The lads who serve the guns
Oh, the men behind the guns
But say not a word till the shot is heard
That tells the fight is on
And the angry sound of another round
Says there must be gun
Over the deep and the deadly sweep
For the fire and the bursting shell
Where the very air is a mad despair
The throes of a living hell
But down and deep in a mighty ship
Unseen by the midday sun
Oh, you'll find the boys who make the noise
The lads who serve the guns
Oh, the men behind the guns
And well they know the cyclone blow
Loosed from the cannon's steel
And they know the hull of the enemy ship
Will quiver with the feel
And the decks will rock with the lightning shock
And shake with the great recoil
While the sea grows red with the blood of the dead
And swallows up her spoil
But not until the final ship
Has made her final run
Can we give their rest to the very best
To the lads who serve the guns
Oh, the men behind the guns
So, let's drink a toast to the admiral
And here's to the captain bold
And glory more for the commodore
When the deeds of might are told
They stand to the deck through the battle's wreck
When the great shells roar and pound
And never they fear when the foe is near
To lay their orders down
But off with your hats and three times three
For every sailor's son
For the men below who fight the foe
The men behind the guns
Oh, the man behind the gun
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.25] Let's drink a toast to the admiral
[00:06.05] And here's to the captain bold
[00:09.27] And glory more for the commodore
[00:11.42] When the deeds of might are told
[00:14.24] They stand to the deck through the battle's wreck
[00:16.06] When the great shells roar and pound
[00:18.95] And never they fear when the foe is near
[00:21.14] To lay their orders down
[00:24.24] But off with your hats and three times three
[00:26.29] For every sailor's son
[00:28.67] For the men below who fight the foe
[00:31.32] The men behind the guns
[00:33.46] Oh, the men behind the guns
[00:39.25] Their hearts a-pounding heavy
[00:40.85] When they swing to port once more
[00:44.09] With never enough of the greenback stuff
[00:46.06] They start for the leave ashore
[00:49.06] And you'd think perhaps the blue-blouse chaps
[00:50.99] Had better clothes to wear
[00:53.83] For the uniforms of officers
[00:55.66] Could hardly be compared
[00:58.82] Warriors bold with straps of gold
[01:00.55] That dazzle like the sun
[01:03.15] Outshine the common sailor boys
[01:05.64] The lads who serve the guns
[01:08.26] Oh, the men behind the guns
[01:13.77] But say not a word till the shot is heard
[01:15.72] That tells the fight is on
[01:18.65] And the angry sound of another round
[01:20.72] Says there must be gun
[01:23.85] Over the deep and the deadly sweep
[01:25.57] For the fire and the bursting shell
[01:28.44] Where the very air is a mad despair
[01:30.38] The throes of a living hell
[01:33.24] But down and deep in a mighty ship
[01:35.26] Unseen by the midday sun
[01:37.63] Oh, you'll find the boys who make the noise
[01:40.44] The lads who serve the guns
[01:42.86] Oh, the men behind the guns
[01:48.44] And well they know the cyclone blow
[01:50.66] Loosed from the cannon's steel
[01:53.25] And they know the hull of the enemy ship
[01:55.38] Will quiver with the feel
[01:58.18] And the decks will rock with the lightning shock
[02:00.23] And shake with the great recoil
[02:03.04] While the sea grows red with the blood of the dead
[02:05.28] And swallows up her spoil
[02:08.15] But not until the final ship
[02:10.04] Has made her final run
[02:12.54] Can we give their rest to the very best
[02:15.15] To the lads who serve the guns
[02:17.85] Oh, the men behind the guns
[02:23.03] So, let's drink a toast to the admiral
[02:25.28] And here's to the captain bold
[02:28.16] And glory more for the commodore
[02:30.36] When the deeds of might are told
[02:33.16] They stand to the deck through the battle's wreck
[02:35.23] When the great shells roar and pound
[02:38.16] And never they fear when the foe is near
[02:40.16] To lay their orders down
[02:43.03] But off with your hats and three times three
[02:45.35] For every sailor's son
[02:47.55] For the men below who fight the foe
[02:50.15] The men behind the guns
[02:52.55] Oh, the man behind the gun
[02:56.32]
[00:06.05] And here's to the captain bold
[00:09.27] And glory more for the commodore
[00:11.42] When the deeds of might are told
[00:14.24] They stand to the deck through the battle's wreck
[00:16.06] When the great shells roar and pound
[00:18.95] And never they fear when the foe is near
[00:21.14] To lay their orders down
[00:24.24] But off with your hats and three times three
[00:26.29] For every sailor's son
[00:28.67] For the men below who fight the foe
[00:31.32] The men behind the guns
[00:33.46] Oh, the men behind the guns
[00:39.25] Their hearts a-pounding heavy
[00:40.85] When they swing to port once more
[00:44.09] With never enough of the greenback stuff
[00:46.06] They start for the leave ashore
[00:49.06] And you'd think perhaps the blue-blouse chaps
[00:50.99] Had better clothes to wear
[00:53.83] For the uniforms of officers
[00:55.66] Could hardly be compared
[00:58.82] Warriors bold with straps of gold
[01:00.55] That dazzle like the sun
[01:03.15] Outshine the common sailor boys
[01:05.64] The lads who serve the guns
[01:08.26] Oh, the men behind the guns
[01:13.77] But say not a word till the shot is heard
[01:15.72] That tells the fight is on
[01:18.65] And the angry sound of another round
[01:20.72] Says there must be gun
[01:23.85] Over the deep and the deadly sweep
[01:25.57] For the fire and the bursting shell
[01:28.44] Where the very air is a mad despair
[01:30.38] The throes of a living hell
[01:33.24] But down and deep in a mighty ship
[01:35.26] Unseen by the midday sun
[01:37.63] Oh, you'll find the boys who make the noise
[01:40.44] The lads who serve the guns
[01:42.86] Oh, the men behind the guns
[01:48.44] And well they know the cyclone blow
[01:50.66] Loosed from the cannon's steel
[01:53.25] And they know the hull of the enemy ship
[01:55.38] Will quiver with the feel
[01:58.18] And the decks will rock with the lightning shock
[02:00.23] And shake with the great recoil
[02:03.04] While the sea grows red with the blood of the dead
[02:05.28] And swallows up her spoil
[02:08.15] But not until the final ship
[02:10.04] Has made her final run
[02:12.54] Can we give their rest to the very best
[02:15.15] To the lads who serve the guns
[02:17.85] Oh, the men behind the guns
[02:23.03] So, let's drink a toast to the admiral
[02:25.28] And here's to the captain bold
[02:28.16] And glory more for the commodore
[02:30.36] When the deeds of might are told
[02:33.16] They stand to the deck through the battle's wreck
[02:35.23] When the great shells roar and pound
[02:38.16] And never they fear when the foe is near
[02:40.16] To lay their orders down
[02:43.03] But off with your hats and three times three
[02:45.35] For every sailor's son
[02:47.55] For the men below who fight the foe
[02:50.15] The men behind the guns
[02:52.55] Oh, the man behind the gun
[02:56.32]