| James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902. | | | | July 2 | | The Men behind the Guns | | By John Jerome Rooney (18661934) |
| | | A CHEER and salute for the admiral, and heres to the captain bold, | |
| And never forget the commodores debt when the deeds of night are told! | |
| They stand to the deck thro the battles wreck, when the great shells roar and screech, | |
| And never they fear when the foe is near to practise what they preach; | |
| But off with your hat and three times three for Columbias true-blue sons, | 5 |
| The men below who batter the foethe men behind the guns! | |
| Oh, light and merry of heart are they when they swing into port once more, | |
| When, with more than enough of the green-backed stuff, they start for their leave-o-shore; | |
| And youd think perhaps, that the blue-bloused chaps who loll along the street | |
| Are a tender bit, with salt on it, for some mustache to eat | 10 |
| Some warrior bold, with straps of gold, who dazzles and fairly stuns | |
| The modest worth of the sailor boys,the lads who serve the guns. | |
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| But say not a word till a shot is heard that tells the fight is on, | |
| Till the long deep roar grows more and more from the ships of Yank and Don, | |
| Till over the deep the tempests sweep of fire and bursting shell, | 15 |
| And the very air is a mad Despair in the throes of a living hell; | |
| Then down, deep down, in the mighty ship, unseen by the midday suns, | |
| Youll find the chaps who are giving the raps,the men behind the guns! | |
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| Oh, well they know how the cyclones blow that they loose from their cloud of wrath, | |
| And they know is heard the thunder-word their fierce ten-inchers saith! | 20 |
| The steel decks rock with the lightning shock, and shake with the great recoil, | |
| And the sea grows red with the blood of the dead and reaches for its spoil, | |
| But not till the foe has gone below, or turns his prow and runs, | |
| Shall the voice of peace bring sweet release to the men behind the guns! | | | | |
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