You can keep your Army khaki,
You can keep your Navy Blue,
I have the world's best fighting man,
To introduce to you.

His uniform is different,
The best you've ever seen.
The German's call him "Devil Dog"
His real name is "Marine".

He was born on Parris Island,
The place where God forgot.
The sand is eighteen inches deep
The sun is blazing hot.

He gets up every morning,
Before the rising sun.
He 'll run a hundred miles and more,
Before the day is done.

He's deadly with a rifle,
A bayonet made of steel.
He took the warriors calling card,
He's mastered how to kill.

And when he gets to heaven,
St. Peter he will tell,
One more Marine reporting sir,
I've served my time in Hell.

So listen all you young girls,
To what I have to say
Go find yourself a young Marine,
To love you every day.

He'll hug you and he'll kiss you,
And treat you like a queen.
There is no better fighting man:
THE UNITED STATES MARINE!

From the Halls of Montezuma
To the Shores of Tripoli,
We fight our country's battles
In the air, on land and sea,
First to fight for right and freedom
And to keep our honor clean,
We are proud to claim the title of
United States Marine.

Our flag's unfurled to every breeze
From dawn to setting sun,
We have fought in every clime and place
Where we could take a gun,
In the snow of far off northern lands
And in sunny tropic scenes,
You will find us always on the job
United States Marines.

Here's health to you and to our Corps
Which we are proud to serve,
In many a strife we've fought for life
And never lost our nerve,
If the Army and the Navy
Ever look on Heaven's scenes,
They will find the streets are guarded by
United States Marines.